When talking is a hard thing to do.

Listening to: Cough Symphony Number 9 by e-y

I'm coughing my lungs out. Haven't visited the doctor. Coughing, coughing, coughing.

When I reached the office today, I saw on the table a bottle, tablets and post-its pasted on them. Colleague got a bottle of Gly thymol gargle for sore throats, flu and fever tablets for me. The previous night when we were going home together, he told me to go get the gargle when I passed by the pharmacy. I just nodded and nodded and he knew I wasn't going to get it anyway. Asked me why and I just gestured that I wasn't going to pass by any pharmacy. Then I reached my stop.

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I fell sick in November last year. Sore throat and cough too. Nut had placed a packet of lemon flavoured Strepsils in my letterbox and told me to open my letterbox while we were chatting online. It was a pleasant surprise.

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So today, medicine magically appeared on my work table. Well, I offered to pay for it but he declined. Well, I didn't really know what else to say. Was very touched by his kind gesture.

Thanks so much.