My man flu is following it's usual pattern for day three and has settled on my chest. It's a case of, lie trying to get to sleep for five minutes, spate of coughing, lie trying o sleep for two minutes, spate of coughing, lie trying ........ well you get the picture. I have removed myself to a reclining chair, sitting more upright seems to ease it and at least that way Mrs Bod can get some sleep.
It's going to be a long night. Perhaps a glass of whisky might anaesthetise it for a while.