The other day I felt congested. Though since I drink plenty of water every day, I wasn't too concerned about it.
That night, every involuntary swallow ripped me from a sleep which led to near-Man Tears as I scanned the fridge for anything to numb the pain in my throat. Eventually/somehow I awoke rested.
The following day was a struggle as I worked while Vitamin C-ing myself to (hopeful) health. The next Vapo-Rub, cough syrup-coated night was a breeze. Even waking up this morning was decent.
HOWEVER.
Tonight I sound like I've been smoking cartons of cigs since conception and feel like I'm perpetually ingesting/rejecting a nasty metal brillo pad via my larynx.
If I wake up tomorrow without a suicide note pinned to my person - well, I'll be damned.
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