In different rooms.
To say I have had a cough for the last two weeks feels akin to saying that Berlusconi has a bit of an eye for the ladies.
I no longer breath, instead I wheeze with the breath barely being able to penetrate my lungs.
Each cough has sent my brain rattling around my skull like the treats inside a Kinder Egg.
I've had coughing fits that have caused me to puke up my dinner. Which, because I was taken unawares and only made it so far as the sink made me vomit even more as I cleared the masticated tomato and ricotta pasta out of the sink.
The top of my duvet is covered with dry spittle as I stuff it in my mouth to try and prevent the hacking waking the husband.
It hasn't worked. He wants out.
- Cough mixtures (two non-drowsy for day, one drowsy for night)
- Day nurse
- An asthma inhaler (I've never had asthma but the doctor prescribed it to try and open up my lungs)
- Pain killers
- Night nurse (which I love although it means I cough in my sleep which doesn't help the husband)
- Acupuncture in my chesty regions.
The husband has been sympathetic. (<- he made me write that).
Has anyone got sure-fire cures for expectorating coughs? At this point I'm willing to try anything except leeches.