The 100 Day Cough

I was down to the last day of the 100 day cough.

The very last day.

In fact, I was now entering the final 12 hours.

I had been counting down to this moment since way before day 50, and every day since.

My chest, my throat: I was done.

I couldn’t wait to feel well again; to not cough.

Finally, this was it.

Counting . . .

4 hours . . .

little tickle

3 hours . . .

And that was when I felt a rumbling in my stomach, which turned out to be the 100 day shits.

vss #43

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