The 3rd & 4th; My chest wouldn't stop rattling.
The 3rd of January. Last night was the worst yet. I didn't sleep at all until some time past seven this morning, then it was only for an hour or so. My chest wouldn't stop rattling, and I couldn't find a way to ease the coughing. It has been awful. I was cold, but didn't want to get out of bed to get my dressing town. I have a thicker blanket for tonight.
I stayed in bed all morning, listening to Sunday Brunch and trying to find comfortable positions. There were some brief periods of respite. I thought I'd better get out of bed at maybe half past eleven? Mommy got some clothes out for me, I slowly made my way downstairs and we had some lunch while watching Alice in Wonderland from 1951. I think we used to have it on video, back when I was wee.
I've spent the afternoon mainly on the floor, listening to films and failing to subdue the rattle. It is so very tiresome, forever bringing up junk from my lungs. It never fails to amaze me just how much phlegm my body can produce (attractive, I know).
The 4th of January.
The Zopiclone worked, thank God. I am never sure it's going to. I tried several positions and actually slept with my head on my pillow for the first time in days last night. Mommy came in at ten to wake me, then again at ten past when I actually sat up and agreed to do things. Mommy put all my little glass Christmas ornaments on a tray on my bed and I wrapped them all up in tissue and put them in the boxes. They will not spend the year on display again like the last time I was poorly post-Christmas.
I got downstairs earlier today. I don't remember having lunch but I know I did - I took a picture to remind myself. It was a toasted cheese bagel. I was very careful about chewing it all and trying not to cough while I ate. I got through it without choking, victory! The amount of trepidation I feel about eating crummy foods is higher than is probably rational but last time it happened was so terrifying, I really don't want to repeat it.
I have done a tiny amount of crocheting, but this afternoon I think I've been mainly on the floor. Sounds bizarre, but it works.