Can't stop coughing and feel as though I have bruises under my eyes...several choir members asked me if I was "fat in the throat"* which made me laugh, and then cough. I ended up making it through about 2.5 hours before deciding it wasn't worth it, and went home where I slept for FOUR hours. Had chicken soup for dinner and feel marginally more human. The 3 hour interview tomorrow morning ought to be fun.
*tjock i halsen