Nyargh

I'm sick of being sick. I wake up every morning with a sore throat and a cough. That's it. That's all I have left. And I'm sick of it. For the past week, I've been sleeping propped up with a bunch of pillows to drain the passages, but I'm just about getting bedsores from sleeping in one position so much. So I don't. So I turn over on my side during the night and lo and behold that's the side of my throat that's the most sore in the morning.

Nyargh.