The 20th & 21st; I just want it to stop.
The 20th of March.
Fucking hell. I had sleep because of Zopiclone, so I'm fairly rested, but I'm on the floor yet again.
It seems in the morning I cough, but the rumble isn't there. As the day progresses, things start happening in my chest and by mid-afternoon today I was so hot and sweaty from coughing, I had a mini milk to try to cool down and soothe my throat. It didn't help, and I returned to the floor.
Before I got to that stage, I did a blog post, and spent a lot of time sketching out diagrams of sleeves and necklines to see if I could make the jumper any smaller, because I do find the dog jumpers a bit larger than I would like. However, in the end it seemed that was going to be a bit complicated, so I'm just going to make this one the same way as the rest.
After lunch, I got started on actually making it. I did the ribbing, and the first two rows before I had to give up staying upright because I just couldn't breathe for more than a minute before having to have another coughing fit.
Tomorrow I will have been coughing for two weeks. It it goes on much longer, I will be emailing Dr. Thompson.
The 21st of March.
Jesus. I am so tired of this. I don't know what else to say. I had drugs to help me sleep. This morning, I coughed a bit but my chest wasn't too rumbly. Then after lunch it started again, and I knitted for as long as I could before I had to get back on the floor. I just want it to stop. I wouldn't even mind the cough so much if it weren't for the rumbling. I can't carry on like this.