Well, opps me backwards. I finally managed to catch the chinese sniffle* after 3 years, and I have to say it was the worse flu like thing I've ever had. I wasn't expecting it to be any worse than a spot of flu, and was looking forward to a a few days of laying on the sofa being nursed with mugs of tea and biscuits. Instead I was dead for a week.
*Most likely caused by being on a rammed, 3 car Chiltern slug DMU, with every knob jockey coughing their guts up, but far too ignorant to wear a mask, using the good old British "sod you Jack, I'm alright" view of it all. Although I was also sat in a packed waiting room at the quacks**, and a bloke with covid came and sat next to me, emptying the contents of his lungs, but he was wearing a mask (in reality, I probably had already contracted it by then, looking at incubation times.
**NHS 111 sent me to pharmacist, who absolutely told me it wasn't shingles, so I had to then go to the walk in at the quacks, who within seconds, confirmed it was. That's another ailment I wouldn't wish on anyone, as that does smart a bit.