The Cold Season
I have made a decision not to write my letter about the weather this time, as the title may suggest, although it is somewhat related. With autumn firmly establishing itself in the city, the weather has become rather uncertain, with sunny days followed by sudden rains. You never really know what to wear and sooner or later you are simply bound to catch a cold. Some members of our staff have already fallen victims to the annual cold season and others are trying to fight it off.
Nowadays, the choice of medicine is almost inexhaustible. There are some 2,500 pharmacies in the country and according to recent statistics, every Czech, including babies, spends there more than 6, 000 crowns a year. Czechs also visit their GPs more than anywhere else in Central Europe, some 15 times a year.
In fact, when I finish this letter, I am heading straight to the chemist's. While I was writing, my nose started running and my throat is getting sore. Perhaps it is just the power of imagination or perhaps we Czechs are just a bunch of hypochondriacs. Nevertheless, I have to admit I sort of enjoy yielding to a cold just once in a while and stay at home, muffled up in sheets. Provided of course that there is someone to look after me.