I'm past the eating-caltrops stage, past the brief "feeling half decent except my nose is a faucet" stage, and am now in the "there's a knife behind my sternum" stage. I don't think I've had things go this fast before.
Didn't sleep at all last night - had to keep getting up to blow my nose & take more Sudafed. Also, any time I breathed I needed to cough, and even the tiniest cough-like hint of motion reminded me of that knife behind my sternum. But man, is this cough ever productive. That stuff tastes truly nasty, by the way. I'd forgotten how nasty.
Also, when I try to talk I sound like a duck. I think today will be another stay in bed day.
Didn't sleep at all last night - had to keep getting up to blow my nose & take more Sudafed. Also, any time I breathed I needed to cough, and even the tiniest cough-like hint of motion reminded me of that knife behind my sternum. But man, is this cough ever productive. That stuff tastes truly nasty, by the way. I'd forgotten how nasty.
Also, when I try to talk I sound like a duck. I think today will be another stay in bed day.
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