I hope that’s not a picture of a rectal thermometer. I have no idea.
I’ve got the sneezing, the sinus pressure, the sore throat, the cough, the whole lot. Ruined my weekend.
And I’m pretty sure I caught it from Audrey, who seems to be a never-ending source of potential disease. No-one ever told me that when you have a child you basically have Patient Zero living in your house.