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Poor, poor me.
I demand to be put into a coma until my cold is over. Or have someone like Bev Crusher wave some kind of thing over me as an insta-fix. Or nanobots. Yeah, nanobots would be good. Not the creepy X-Files kind though. Tylenol and Vicks do decent jobs with their drugs, but they're no insta-fixy thing. (Did ST insta-fixy thing have a name?) I just want to stop coughing. I blame positive ions from Santa Ana winds. I really do. I need to go sit by a waterfall.
