Snot Central Goes West

It did not travel in anything as historic as a prairie schooner - of that I am sure!
No doubt it crept slowly - slithering its way secretly and imperceptibly from nose to nose, lung to lung, attacking at random.

Poor Rachel, some six odd thousand miles to the east of where I am, swears she caught her illness from someone on the plane to France.
The trip to France, in itself, could be considered rather romantic, but not the snot!

The germs must have traveled here via the same means of transport - airborn...

There are five members in my immediate family and three of those five now have wicked upper respiratory infections - most commonly know as a cold.

My son is suffering from a nose that continually runs, my eldest is battling a cough and a stuffy nose and I am feeling the effects of a chest infection.

Welcome to spring in the Wild West!