At least a cold in the winter makes sense. 

PSM got a cold towards the end of our trip and without meaning to, he shared it with me. 

It didn’t really hit me until a few days after we got back, I took two Nyquil and called it a night, literally. Yesterday, I started to feel like,  you-know-what so I got back to the hotel, participated in a few calls, answered some emails, ordered some soup, took two Nyquil and I’m hoping to pass out soon! Wish me luck!

G’night!