Day 1: The throat pain. That pain that isn't really that bad, but you know exactly what's coming. That's right, sickness. And there's nothing you can do about it at this point. You know it's coming and you have to let it happen.
Day 2: The throat pain gets worse. Now it hurts when you swallow, and your voice craps out on you sometimes, mostly at the very worst times. Like right when you're trying to talk to a customer at work, and they're like "great. the person serving me my coffee has infested it with gross germs and stuff."
Day 3: The throat pain is bad now. Bad enough for you to take a day off to recover, and watch the pile of homework and studying and practicing that you had mentally piled up for reading week collect a layer of dust.
Day 4: Did the day off help? Nope. Throat is even worse now. Just drink tea and watch tv all day and hope it feels better tomorrow.
Day 5: Yay, sore throat is almost gone! But guess what? You are stuffed up to high hell. Pronouncing the letter "M" is as impossible as closing your mouth without suffocating.
Day 6: All that stuffy stuff is now leaking. out. of. your. face. You sneeze approximately every 12.5 seconds. You have to blow your nose every 6 seconds. All of the mucous and phlegm (my 2 least favourite words, by the way) make the front of your face feel heavy.
Day 7: I guess I will find out tomorrow.
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