"i now have a harsh burning in my throat and my chest and when i cough because there is a little loose phlem trying to make it's way out, i wanna die, it's that bad. like i swallowed a flamethrower while it was on high flame, or the Torch from the Fantastic Four."

no remedies, i just want to say that i really like your posts. it's like a stream-of-conciousness that fights the paradigm of "traditional gramatical structure." i also like the selective use of the shift key; you're damn right Torch is the only word that deserves capitalization.

Oh, and green tea is always good for colds.

"thanks to the both of you and if you think i write in a unique fashion, you should see me ride a bike. like the silver bullet! or was that quicksilver? i'm too loopy right now, moreso than normal."

I have a feeling you would be an incredibly interesting human being to meet. Either that, or you would be incredibly terrifying.

And anytime you're congested is the perfect time for the group ride. Snot rockets are how to teach lessons about echeloning.

i'm a bit of both. and i like how you think.

so after finding out i had the day off but waking up coughing and hacking, the cold kinda coughing, i decided to run it out of me and so off i went. come three miles into it, capoof! nothing.

i felt so good with the beautiful day and the seratonin talking to the melatonin upstairs but i guess the stomach is the real naysayer in this body cause it's not keeping anything in it, not properly anyways.

i now have a harsh burning in my throat and my chest and when i cough because there is a little loose phlem trying to make it's way out, i wanna die, it's that bad. like i swallowed a flamethrower while it was on high flame, or the Torch from the Fantastic Four.

anywho, anyone else ever run themselves into the ground and what are your rememdies if you have any?

Thanks,

Dr. Not So Feel Good.

Zinc drops. They sooth the throat and knock down colds faster than anything I know.

John

so after finding out i had the day off but waking up coughing and hacking, the cold kinda coughing, i decided to run it out of me and so off i went. come three miles into it, capoof! nothing.

i felt so good with the beautiful day and the seratonin talking to the melatonin upstairs but i guess the stomach is the real naysayer in this body cause it's not keeping anything in it, not properly anyways.

i now have a harsh burning in my throat and my chest and when i cough because there is a little loose phlem trying to make it's way out, i wanna die, it's that bad. like i swallowed a flamethrower while it was on high flame, or the Torch from the Fantastic Four.

anywho, anyone else ever run themselves into the ground and what are your rememdies if you have any?

Thanks,

Dr. Not So Feel Good.