Turns out I wasn't really getting better. I ended up having to go back to the doctor. She proceeded to tell me that I was more sick than I felt (still not sure how I feel about that). Anyway, she put me on all sorts of drugs, sprays, and inhalers. She also told me I had to stop biking. When I asked if I really had to stop biking and if all of the prescriptions were necessary, she scared me with visions of pneumonia and long term breathing problems.
In the end, I promised to fill all of her prescriptions as long as I was allowed to keep biking. A deal was struck and off I went.
My crazy pile of meds.
It turns out the stuff really is helping me out. I only wake up once or twice a night now, and have minimized my coughing (much to Liz's delight). I have to go back on Monday for a checkup because the doctor said I had to. I also asked if this was necessary, and she insisted that it was. She used the pneumonia word again to help convince me.
Final thought, nasal sprays really creep me out.
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