It is a cold, nothing more nothing less. The clue was when the walk in centre sent us home on Boxing Day, it's a cold. Yep it's turned into a cough, a nasty hacking cough, but I am fairly sure you don't need to be in bed 5 days later. Somehow your cough had ruined Christmas, Boxing Day, my birthday and new years eve. I give up all my holidays from work to help you clean caravans and this is my only time off each year. Can't wait to get back to work Monday.
I'm going to say this because of Booktrunks comment - my brother in law died in August at the young age of 54 November, both my sister and two nephews would do anything to be with him now - cherish those people around you, next year they may not be around.