I was couch shopping last week when I felt the unmistakable throat tickle and then began providing lodgings for a nasty branch of the Mucus Clan. Even my appetite crashed and burned. The cold/allergy/whatever wasn’t debilitating enough to send me diving under bedcovers, so I carried on, carted tissues everywhere and crabbed aloud to anyone willing to listen. I tried Coldeeze, but the cherry-flavored zinc lozenges are nauseating and made me feel worse. It’s day 8. I’m feeling better today, but I’m not saying that aloud because I have it on good authority that the creepy Mucus family has ears.