Other than the horrible things - like the constant coughing, the fatigue, and the I-might-be-dying sentiment, there are two definitive perks to having bronchitis:
1. My abs are now rock hard. I've coughed enough to get a great workout and tight abs...just in time for the end of swimsuit season.
2. I made it through my entire "instant queue" on Netflix. I am now very familiar with every classic-novel-turned-movie-or-BBC-miniseries ever made. And after watching so much Jane Austen, at least I could be grateful that I had only bronchitis and not consumption.
Here's to a new week...without any manner of itis.