Showing posts with label coughing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coughing. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Coughy and Coffee

Man, my cough is back... I swear my lungs just won't stay clear.

I've decided that McDonald's has the best coffee in the fast-food world. I crown them King.

And how about that Burger King robot who's good with his hands??? I wonder if that pack of rabid moms ran over the real Burger King King and now they're having to use a robot in the commericals.

For the longest time I've thought that the Burger King King was the creepiest fast-food mascot, but I've changed my mine. That jack-in-the-box man-thing is pret-ty scary.

But getting back to me... I've gotten a load of advice about how to get rid of this congestion forever...like eat a handful of raw garlic or drink down two tablespoons of vinegar a day, get some moonshine and honey and lemon--make a hot totty or toddy or toady or love potion.... rub an onion on my throat and chest before I go to sleep..

home remedies... maybe I should experiement with these fast fixes and then do a major article for a health site on them...lol.. oh yea..that's the ticket...

maybe not... I don't think I can stand smelling onion all night.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Still Coughing

but alive!

Somehow I made it through yesterday. Got home and there were Mom and the boys. I almost stayed in my automobile for the night. But I mustered up some courage and went in.

As I went to my room to put my things up, I saw William and Ben quietly sitting on the spare bed in the computer room waiting for my brother to get off the PC.

I coughed and Ben said, "Are you still sick, Aunt Sherrie?" I nodded, still coughing. He said, "Then why didn't you stay home. Why did you go to work?"

Clearing my throat, I said, "I had to go to work. NO choice." Then I put my hands on my hips and surveyed them. To both I said, "SoooOoooo...who has homework?"

Ben raised his hand. William just stared at me then said, "I do. What are you going to do about it?"

My brother snorted. I was taken aback. And had no answer to it. Silence followed with both boys staring at me. I replied dryly, "Either cry or run away. I don't know which I'll do."

But what I did do was lie down for about 20 mins and then faced homework. And somehow got through the night.

I'm feeling a little better but not much. My sleep was very restless last night, as if I was overly tried. So I'm thinking that about 3 cups of coffee should get me back on cue.

Hope the day is a good one... I'm off to work.