Day 2

Friday, May 27, 2005Whitehall, NY
Miles: 138Health: Mute!
I woke up on Friday unable to deny it any longer: I had a hideous chest cold and it was not, as I had previously thought, simply a little tickle. I had slept on the couch so I could sit upright to sleep, since lying down made for racking coughs and an inability to breathe. After the first of many, many trips to the Whitehall CVS, I holed up reading Cosmo while Keath worked.

My parents arrived on Friday night, my mother bearing many homeopathic remedies for colds, including vitamins and some terrible tasting herbal tincture stuff. All night I took that stuff, some echinaccea, vitamins, cough syrup and other assorted tastiness.