I've got bronchitis, which is handy, the day before I start my new job. I haven't been this sick since I had whooping cough age 13. This morning I frightened my other half who thought I'd given myself a pneumothorax (actually had just pulled some muscles from excessive coughing ... at least we think so). I am really really sick of the sound of myself, and the sight of tissues, and the horrible congestion first thing in the morning and at night. Very unhappy. What a way to start a new job.