I almost always get a cold after the December BaBar collaboration meeting. It’s a combination of stress and exposure to hacking and coughing international colleagues. It also serves as a reminder of the fallibility of the human form, the susceptibility to the most minute parasite wishing to use my cells for replication. It’s ironic that on the heels of a B factory meeting, my body becomes a virus factory.
This is also a sign that the holidays are close. Normally, I save my head cold for the day I travel to see family. That makes it so that I am crabby and sleeping for about three days, thus making sure I don’t have fun on my holidays. This year, Christmas came early for my immune system, which means I can actually enjoy the holidays with my family. That’s one blessing in this otherwise weird year.