It's 3:15 in the morning and I'm awake. This cough is driving me insane. It's my fourth night in a row on the couch as well. I feel bad coughing while the Mister is trying to sleep. It looks like I'm going to have to break down and make another doctor's appointment and actually go this time. Geez, I hate the doctor. I feel like a numskull going for a cold but I've had this for almost two weeks now. Sunday will make it two weeks. That's not normal, right? Ugh!! I have the oral portion of my Spanish midterm coming up and it's going to be a disaster with all my coughing, hacking, and scratchy voice.
Now I'm whining. It's 3:20 am so I think I should have the space to whine a bit. I'm going back to the couch now.