Sep 09, 2004
Well what a fat lot of good that was. Ten minutes after getting into bed the coughing really started. It wasn't at all happy with what I'd done to it, and made a proper point of making me pay and suffer. Mom, why do you insist that I do these silly things? Where on earth did the vinegar and honey remedy come from? Who drinks vinegar? All it managed to do was generate a mass of torment, causing me to wretch violently all night long. I'd cough, I'd bleed and I'd swear. Then I'd turn over and repeat the process. All-night-long.