This is a self-pityingly whine with far too much detail so be warned.
I really have had enough of this.
I continue to have a nose that runs like a tap and a hacking cough. Last night I woke up and found myself sitting bolt upright convinced that I could no longer breathe. (Obviously I could because if I had really stopped breathing I wouldn't be writing this now and would in fact be dead.) The skin around my nose and mouth is red and raw and today I experienced, for the first time ever, a coughing fit so bad that it caused me to be sick.
I am supposed to be going to the T. S. Eliot prize reading tomorrow night but I think it is unlikely I will be able to go. I don't think it would be fair to anyone sitting within 100 meters of me if I was spluttering and barking all thoughout the readings. This is especially annoying as it is my birthday treat. I am feeling very, very sorry for myself.