The Cough

Oh right, two days ago I said I would talk about the cough the day after but I was pissed off over a guy not knowing how a fucking turnstile works. Anyway, it was fucked up when I woke up. Rewinding back a little bit, I got a dry cough — coughing but not producing any phlegm. It feels like you drank wrong for a split second and you have this irritating itch inside your throat, but I would rather have a dry cough than whatever the other kind is. I put some menthol rub on my throat and chest before going to sleep last night and when I woke up I was fucking hot as fuck, like my internal temperature was rising and I had this fucking headache that was annoying as shit. I assumed that was my body trying to fight back but holy shit that hour sucked ass. I’m not excited to experience it again potentially because I will be doing the same exact procedure of drinking medicine and then putting the menthol ointment again before going to bed. Hopefully this shit will pass by the weekend because I am not looking forward to working with that kind of shit in my body.

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