Last wednesday morning, I woke up with the most aggravating sore throat, a racking cough, a cold, and a hoarse voice. It has been quite a terrible week... It's most discomforting to be unwell, yet not really that unwell (the lie-in-bed kind). I refuse to visit the nearby clinic/polyclinic on the basis that they're a luxury to be afforded only as a last resort or when I'm in need of an MC.
I know the drill pretty well by now -- syrup and lozenges for the cough and sore throat, chlorpheniramine/piriton for the cold, and a couple of slabs of paracetamol just for assurance. Since I can get all the above at the nearby pharmacy/supermarket, why should I go see a doctor who will prescribe the same stuff and on top of which, charge me exorbitant consultation charges??
Anyway, I'm an expert on self-medication, thanks to my NS stint as a medic. LOL.
Nevertheless, despite all my efforts, the cough just refuses to go away, although thankfully, it has gotten a little better. The most irksome thing about being sick is that I've got to force myself to abstain from drinking coffee (my number one addiction) because of its diuretic properties (prevents the body from retaining fluids, and thus not good for someone who is trying to get rid of his very-very stubborn cough!) and have switched temporarily, to drinking tea. Lots of it.
Oh well; we can't always be in the pink of health all the time, rite?
