All you need is one virus, lasting approximately 2 weeks with a copious amount of snot. That's it. Individual results may vary, but with taste buds covered and totally out of commission, I have lost 7 lbs and counting. That's with my valentine's day chocolate sitting untouched. Nothing tastes right. I've wondered if perhaps I don't have a cold, maybe it's tuberculous or something. But then I think I know too much and it's not a zebra (what we call a medical mystery. Medical problems that are common are horses, medical problems that are uncommon are zebras).
And while I am certain I will get no sympathy for my unintended consequence, I am a little upset about the weight loss because I recently found a pair of jeans that I love. And I bought two pairs. And even after washing them on hot water and drying them on heat, they don't fit right now even with a belt. And I'm still sick. Maybe I'll finish the layout tomorrow, sigh. There is always tomorrow, right?