- Pseudoephedrine. Wow is it ever worth taking that stupid little plastic card to the pharmacy counter and showing your driver’s license and signing whatever the hell it is they make you sign to get your hands on a decongestant that actually kind of WORKS. Yes, pharmacy tech person, I know I probably DO look like a meth addict, but seriously, it’s a head cold. That moment of being able to breathe through your nose again? Like…well, a drug. The cracked-out sweaty-palmed feeling is just a bonus.
- Hot, hot beverages. Tea. With honey.
- That I hardly ever get sick like this. I’m not a very good sport about it.