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The solution is to just not breathe.
Which would be way easier if it wasn't for that pesky need for oxygen thing.
I have, somehow, in spite of my best efforts otherwise, developed a cold. No fever or other signs of infection so none of my team of medical professionals are worried. They would be worried if they were the ones dealing with my abdominal muscles right now.
The cold is getting better. The cough is not.
The cough just does not stop.
Ever.
It isn't even a productive cough. Not coughing anything up. Just coughing.
All the time. Not even sleeping. Just coughing. The best part (sarcasm) is how none of the usual barrage of cold medications are helping. Not even to lessen the frequency of the cough.
I'm tired. My muscles are protesting the amount of movement required to breathe and still ...coughing.
I have handed my sister my bank card and the keys to Mom's van (Mom also having developed this cold and the cough that will not stop) and sent her to talk to my pharmacist. She is to return with something to stop this damn cough or kill me. One or the other. I am not terribly picky at the moment.
Assuming she is successful at stopping the cough and not the killing part, I will be back with those updates I was supposed to have days ago.
I have, somehow, in spite of my best efforts otherwise, developed a cold. No fever or other signs of infection so none of my team of medical professionals are worried. They would be worried if they were the ones dealing with my abdominal muscles right now.
The cold is getting better. The cough is not.
The cough just does not stop.
Ever.
It isn't even a productive cough. Not coughing anything up. Just coughing.
All the time. Not even sleeping. Just coughing. The best part (sarcasm) is how none of the usual barrage of cold medications are helping. Not even to lessen the frequency of the cough.
I'm tired. My muscles are protesting the amount of movement required to breathe and still ...coughing.
I have handed my sister my bank card and the keys to Mom's van (Mom also having developed this cold and the cough that will not stop) and sent her to talk to my pharmacist. She is to return with something to stop this damn cough or kill me. One or the other. I am not terribly picky at the moment.
Assuming she is successful at stopping the cough and not the killing part, I will be back with those updates I was supposed to have days ago.
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