There's nothing worse then that moment when you release you are coming down with a cold and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. For me its like going through the 5 stages of death.
1. Denial - "oh no, I'm gonna beat this, there's still time! I'll just drink a whole carton of Orange juice and that will fix this. I'll show you cold, you can't beat me"
2. Anger- "Fuck, I don't want to be sick for the whole week"
3. Bargaining- "come on, I've got work all week, just let this pass, I can't get sick right now"
4. Depression- this usually sets in around 3am in the morning when you are tossing and turning trying as hard as possible to just go to sleep. That's all you want is just to go to sleep, but one nostril is running like a fountain and the other one is locked up rock solid. Trying to breath through your mouth, but its super awkward because you have to consciously think about it which just keeps you awake. God, just make it stop.
5. Acceptance- realizing there's nothing you can do, and that medicine only barely alleviates the symptoms, never cures it. In your mind you truly want to believe that the medicine will help, but it never does. All that's left is for it to run its course.