I'm sitting in the waiting room of the doctor's office. I've been coughing since Monday, and I promised my poor husband that I would get some medicine. I feel bad for him. The night before last I said, "Wow! I don't think I coughed at all last night! I slept so well!" He looked at me and said, "You coughed...all...Night...long!" Sorry sweet husband. Thanks for not kicking me out of our bed!