My reaction to a potential infection is like the TSA to a bomb-threat. I take no risks and simply sleep until it’s gone. I had the type of sniffle caused by a descended soft palette so I went through my normal routine of a tall glass of water and throwing the cat outside to make sure it wasn’t allergies. 20 minutes passed and it was still there so I went to bed. I woke up at 7 AM, still there back to bed. Same at 9, 11:30, and 2. Around 3:30 PM the tickle was gone and I declared myself well. This tactic does have its downfalls: I had called in sick but went to a Scout meeting that evening with my boss where I was loud. Very loud. “He’s not sick” loud.