to the maker of colds

To the maker of colds...
I dislike you.  I dislike that for three weeks you have made me uncomfortable and out of sorts. That I have had a fever 3 different times and an ear infection to boot.  I dislike that you made me feel so miserable that I overdosed on medication by accident and am still trying to get it all out of my system 2 days later. You are a terrible being.  My husband has enough on his plate without having to give up more of his time to take care of me as well, and I need to work.  I think you have caused enough problems for everyone, so I will thank you to kindly pack up your belongings and leave.

With much compassion while ushering you out,

Christen.