One night this past week, it was not hot. In fact, it turned chilly, and for some asinine reason, I developed a sore throat. A sore throat is always the first sign of a chest cold. It has since gone to my lungs so now I am hacking as well as nursing the sore throat.
I finally went to Winco last night to get some spray for my throat, lozenges, and listerine. I have been up three nights in a row hour after hour struggling with this problem. Last night, I remembered to put a double pillow on to life my head and my chest to allow drainage. I did sleep better. A trick I learned at Monticello about Tom Jefferson from a Mrs. Sully. I have often had to remember that to help get well when I have chest colds, and a lot of mucous draining from my sinuses. It does help. So a trip to Monticello was worth that much. Jefferson supposedly slept all night sitting up in bed.
Very uncomfortable to say the least but it is important to know.
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