Feed a cold?

Feed a cold, except nothing tastes right. My teeth are furry from eating cough drops. Enough of those little lounges can set your stomach sour. When I know sleep is what I need, the hacking shakes me out of bed. Funny when I worked full time and had paid sick leave, I would go stalwartly march in with a cold. Now that I am part-time and have no paid sick leave, I don't see any reason to go in. Where, oh, where is the sense in that?