Geez, I think someone on my plane back from Florida must have had the plague, because I have been hacking like a chain smoker for over a week.  I feel fine and haven't had any problem going to work, I've still done my running, but I sound like my lungs are about to smack against the opposite wall.  Actually, I don't feel 100% fine because I've been coughing so much that my abs and the muscles in my lower back are really sore, and now it hurts when I cough.  And my throat is getting pretty raw.   Today was the worst - I actually left half an hour early because I wanted to go home and drug myself.  I actually bought cough syrup over the weekend, which I haven't had to do in at least four years.    Ugh, that stuff is vile!

We'll see...if I'm still coughing next Monday, I'll see about finding a doctor somewhere.  Which is pretty ironic, because if I had a pet owner call and tell me their dog had been coughing nonstop for a week, I'd want them to come in and take x-rays.  

Went swing dancing last night though!!  (And I was sort of better yesterday, so I'm wondering if I did this to myself...heh, woops...)  It's been three weeks since my last dance, so it was GOOD to get out on the floor!