I was saying about my nearly 2-week long cold last night to Mr. D as he crawled into bed next to me, "at least it can't get any worse." Insert foot into mouth. I can barely talk without going into a coughing fit, my abs feel like they've just been tortured through two hours of pilates, and if I thought I didn't have an appetite before, well it was huge compared to how it is now. I had to struggle through an OJ this morning... I am so ready for this to be over with.