This essay was originally published on April 22, 2015.
I’ve been battling a cold for the past week, and I swear, it has legs. I guess I was due for one this severe, because I haven’t had a cold since I left the Great White North two-and-a-half years ago. I think that’s a personal record. I never got sick while I was on chemo, despite my non-existent immune system, so I think my body is treating me to a long overdue comeuppance.