Further away
Tomorrow will be March 20. It will also officially be the 18th day I've had this cough that will not go away. No matter what medicines I take or how many doctors I visit, this cough lives, rumbling, in my chest. The truth now is that I don't know what's wrong with me or when this will end or why it won't end. I'm scared. But more than that, really, I'm depressed. I'm tired of feeling this way.
The miracle of medicine
Today marks the ninth day I've been sick with a terrible cough that will not go away. Lesser medications proved no match for this mystery disease. Now my fate rests with Levaquin 750 mg. I hope I live.