It’s been another long week that has involved shift changes, covering sick people, and still being quite ill myself. The cold moved onto my chest, which, I felt, was unnecessarily evil for it to do so. It seems to be mostly lifting, however, with a hand from peppermint tea.
Turns out that it’s pretty good for disintegrating that nasty mucus that settles on you. I’m so glad because this cough has been doing an amazing job of keeping me up nearly every night or waking me hacking up my lungs and unable to breathe. Which is all probably very annoying for Mr Bear.