Can’t smell, can’t think, can’t hear, can’t focus. Sniffle sniffle & a thousand mile stare. They are watching me as my voice shorts-out like a walkie-talkie dropped in the pool; they are watching me as I stand up and wobble, clogged ears temporarily cutting off my equilibrium at the knees; they are watching me as I snort mucous between sentences, involuntarily covering their mouths in disgust... Some would say that I’m a hero for sticking this out despite my obvious sickness; others, like my students, would disagree.
Wholeheartedly, I believe.