FROM THE EDITOR
The older I’ve gotten the more I’ve come to know my body’s immune system. In my twenties, a cold would hit me like a train. Fevers would burn like a furnace, I would sleep like the dead and then, in a few days, it’d be over.
These days everything’s drawn out. A cold can take weeks to clear and before it even starts I can spot the warning signs. First come the aches, then the hot, dry eyes, and finally an overwhelming weariness. These signals mean the bugs are winning and I’ve got weeks of sore throats, chesty coughs and angry sinuses in my future.