Rose has been suffering with a cold for a week now. Rose didn't go to drama for nothing. When she suffers, she really knows how to suffer. We alternate between catering to her ever growing needs—yes, we will put the vaperizor on, of course I will bring you tissues, and a garbage can, and Tylenol—and giving her the old buck up chap look. Sore throat, yup, it's a bummer. I've had a head-ache for the last two days, but otherwise, I have no health problems to whine about, yet.