The current stage of my illness appears to revolve around me losing my voice. What fun. I always seem to get heavy colds one symptom at a time, which is slightly easier, but does tend to prolong things. It’s also a week early this year, last year it started on the 16th.
Hobbes also seems to be ill, which probably means that I’ll be trying to communicate with the vets tomorrow morning by morse code, or attempting to gesticulate down the phone. Not an easy task.