You know that cough that I’ve been complaining about for the last few weeks? Well, I’m complaining about it again.
Why does the coughing always seem to be worse at night? It has gotten to the point where I can only sleep an hour or maybe two before I wake up coughing my brains out. At that point, I’m going to be up for at least an hour because if I lie down right away it’s just going to start up again.
The real joy is that since the cough is mostly non-productive, all it’s doing is making my throat raw. Today I can barely talk above a whisper and my throat feels as though I got several boxes of cigars samplers and smoked them all at once. Either that, or someone’s been going over my throat with a lawn rake.
I’m supposed to see my family doctor on Tuesday for a follow-up visit from when I complained to him about this three weeks ago. I’m going to tell him that since then I’ve had three major rounds of antibiotics and I’ve finished the $20 bottle of cough suppressant he gave me and I don’t feel one bit better than I did three weeks ago.
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