Cough
Cough Cough
Cough Cough Cough
CoughCoughCoughCough
Cough Cough
COUGH!
wheeezy sigh
Fuck it
Cough
Cough Cough
Cough Cough Cough
CoughCoughCoughCough
Cough Cough
COUGH!
Repeat all night long.
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Cedar Waxwing's 365 
Oh no!!!
Ugh.
Yes. Especially since I am flying back to Bethesda tomorrow morning. There will be many uncomfortable passengers.
Noooooo! (And why does it seem so much more unfair in summer?)
Bloody hell, I hope you feel better soon.
This used to happen to me when I was flying for business all the time. My sympathies. And the poem is nicely done. I particularly like, “Fuck it!”