Naaaahhhh.....I'm not sick or anything. I finally got over the cold I had (pretty much). I'm mainly just tired from doing too much yesterday and being up too late. I'm afraid to ask about your Wife's remedy. Is she gonna lock you in a sweat lodge so you can consult your spirit animal?
She makes me a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
Brings it to me in my recliner.
And as she hands it to me she says.
"If you don't stop your damn whining, I'm gonna smother you with a pillow while you sleep."
I'm usually better the next day.
(With pownage)