My hypochondria is raging. My day generally begins sitting at the kitchen table while a life-long smoker sucks on burning tobacco sticks to start her day.
So, I hope, what the morning coughing means is that I'm inhaling poison, not reacting to a killer virus. That coughing started months ago.
And the tickle in my sinuses and throat are familiar, hated, seasonal allergies. And the sneezing fits, usually three in a row, twice a day? Damn allergies?
We have no oral thermometer, or any other kind. Is that fever? Is it my imagination?
Excuse me, I have to go sneeze. Again.
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