I hate having a cold. You know why?
Because, with me, a cold presents strongly in the throat. It starts out a little sore, then more sore. Then it’s sore no more, but it leaves behind a tickle, that gets stronger and stronger until I have to cough to ease it. And I cough. And I cough.
I feel fine. No headache, no aches anywhere, no muscle pain. Well, my back is sore from me coughing so much.
Just that infernal cough.
And it’s worse at night. I don’t usually like cough medicine because it tastes plain nasty and makes my stomach turn. But last night, I finally took some. Because at 11:30, that tickle started. I was coughing so hard my eyes were watering, just pouring down my face. I couldn’t catch my breath. My head was pounding.
I took some Robitussen cough medicine. I think it was the nasty cherry version. But in a half hour, cough had stopped. Directions say don’t take any more than four doses in a twenty-four hour period. That would mean it works for six hours. It worked for five and a half. I took a second dose.
I’m not coughing much in the day when I’m in an upright position, so I’m not worried about taking it when I’m awake.
But damn, I hate colds.