goodnight, goodnight (sarcastically)
some of you may know (fewer may care) that I lost my voice to laryngitis late last week. it wasn’t so bad, and i sounded much worse than i felt, for the most part (the worst i felt was at a friend’s party where i didn’t know anyone, and then couldn’t get to know anyone because i couldn’t very well communicate. later on some of my friends did show, and as it turns out i couldn’t really talk to them either).
however, last night was a disaster. i started coughing, and then coughed more, and more. i coughed until my throat was sore and raw. i coughed until my chest burned and my sputum was blood-tinged. it got so bad that even a slight inhalation caused enough irritation to trigger a cough reflex, and thus i was coughing with every breath. this kept me up until about 3 a.m. when, after many rinses and lozenges and cool washcloths, i finally drifted off to sleep. for about an hour. i woke around 4, coughing again, so i went and made myself a cup of tea. i brought it back to my room, sipped it for a few moments, then somehow missed as i went to set it down on my nightstand, and instead dropped it on my bed.
so i stripped my sheets and mattress cover, put on not-soggy PJs (to add insult to laundry, my most recent fortune cookie read “you are better suited in other clothes {in bed}”), and pulled out a sleeping bag.
if this happens again tonight, i will be calling out tomorrow.
