About two weeks ago, I was laid out for the better part of a week with some sort of bug.
Since then, I’ve been doing much better.
Except for the cough.
The cough, which started out as a great, hacking, “productive,” throat-clearing thing. Well, the throat is pretty clear now, but the cough lingers on. Turning into some horrible tickle back there that sens me into racking, choking, gonna-trigger-my-gag-reflex-any-moment-now sort of coughing. Keeping-the-wife-awake coughing. Break-out-the-Robatussin coughing.
Feh. Great time to travel.