For those of you that know me, know that I get sick pretty often.

It’s nothing serious, usually just a cold/cough, but to get one every few weeks is pretty annoying. The crux of it was last fall, when I had the swine flu. Now, looking back, it was pretty funny, considering my parents were in India and it was just my brother and I.

After that, I started sleeping with a humidifier in my room and it worked wonders.  But just two weeks ago, since winter ended (I love California) the humidifier was packed and put away in the garage.

This past week we were in Chicago for a wedding. Before we left, my dad got sick. Knowing my horrible immune system, I downed Airborne before boarding the plane with him. However, couple that with a few nights of no sleep, the cold weather, as well as everyone around me getting sick, I knew that there was not enough Airborne in the world to save me.

Suffice it to say, I have a cold and a cough..again. I’ve gotten sick enough times in the past year to know that my body goes through a pattern. I am currently at the stage where I can’t talk without coughing and that I have no taste buds so everything I eat tastes like cardboard.

Fun, right?