Cough cough. Cough. Cough COUGH cough cough.
Well. Nathan and I are both sick with a cough. At the beginning of last week, he had developed a sporadic cough, but since it wasn’t consistent or really junky-sounding, I wasn’t too worried about it. However, on Sunday, his cough suddenly worsened and became deeper with a lot more congestion. And then I came down with a cough. Oh joy.
And oh. Did I mention I HATE coughing? I’m coughing so much that there’s no way I can go work out. I’m afraid the heavy breathing would cause me to cough my way right out of the building. I feel completely fine other than this cough and accompanying mild congestion. I’m thankful for the small things because having a cough on top of other cold symptoms is just miserable. My cough is drier-sounding than Nathan’s and I’m coughing a LOT more than he is. His is deeper and rattling, but his cough is more infrequent. I’ve been taking honey, about a 1/2 a tablespoon at a time, to help with the irritating tickle in my throat. It seems to work!
Hopefully this won’t last long, and Nathan and I will be back to our old selves in a few days. I worry about him, though, because he’s just a little guy. Anytime he gets congestion in his chest, I worry. Children tend to develop pneumonia really easily, but fortunately, we haven’t had to deal with that yet. Hopefully, we will never have to.
I’m just glad the sickness held off until now… it’s better than being sick during the Holiday season!