Been fighting it for weeks. Everyone I know has been hacking and coughing, and now I am too. Scratchy throat and can't laugh without punctuation. Who should I blame? My beau? My best friend? The brand president at my place of employment, or our production planning manager? Or a random stranger who made change for me at the convenience store?
Snots run rampant in my nose and lungs. I hate snots. I flipped over from sleeping on my right side to try to sleep on my left last night and did the gorgle-snort. I hate gorgle-snorts too. Then I couldn't go back to sleep. And gorgle-snorted a few more times. This, on the one night this week when our dieting cats didn't even attempt to moosh me for food.
Will it really last a month like it has for everyone else?
Darned orange juice and handwashing. Didn't work. >sniff<