It started with just the occasional sneeze, then progressed to a sore throat and runny nose. The cough came a day later, and he alternated between feeling hot and cold. It didn't help that they were running out of tissues and he'd been reduced to cutting up an old t-shirt to use, which was far less hygienic, not to mention gross. Rodney was boycotting him, as was Ford. Even Elizabeth had told him to go rest when he'd nearly sneezed all over her desk. Only Teyla didn't seem to mind his germs.

Yeah, John thought, colds totally sucked. Big time.