I've had a cough for two weeks. Blech!!
I hate coughing! I'm sitting there, minding my own business, happy as the proverbial clam, and WHAM! I'm coughing like a seventy year old man with emphysema.
I wish I could just cough up a hairball like a cat and be done with it. Ok, that's gross. But I think it would be better than hacking for two weeks straight!
I'm going to blame the freezing cold, dry air here in Alaska. My lungs apparently got attacked while weakened from breathing the warm, moist air of Hawaii for almost six months.
I've been taking Mucinex. I'm not sure how I feel about supporting their company, though. For one, because their commercials are disgusting, and two, because it hasn't really worked at all. But I'm not really sure what it is supposed to do in the first place. The offensive commercials are somewhat ambiguous.
I suppose there is nothing to do but endure until my body gets rid of it on its own.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go pick my lung up off the floor.