I’ve got an awful cough, shortness of breath, tight chest etc - been murder - off to the doctors with what I suspect is acute bronchitis. I’m using my eldest’s asthma puffer about twenty times a day when you should take a max of four.
Incidentally, my missus isn’t speaking to me because I’m refusing to take cough medicine. I’m not taking it because it never works and I actually need to cough shit up. This is almost as pitiful as the time during lock-down when she bollocked me for using too much mayo on a cheese salad sandwich.
