#chest cold
An exaughsted sickie being examined by the doctor for the chest cold that’s absolutely killing them lately. The doctor listens to their symptoms, nodding at their complaints before conducting an exam. They start by holding the stethoscope to the sickies chest and ask them to draw in the deep breath slowly. The sickie inhales, the congestion crackling through their sinus down to their chest, and then exhales with a wheeze. Again, the doctor asks. The poor sickies lungs wheeze again with the force of trying to draw in air through the gunk that’s clogging the passages. Again, the doctor says. They inhale shakily, the congestion apparent in the thickness of it and the wet, damp sound to their breathing. At the doctors command they attempt to exhale but their breath catches and they break into a fit of raspy coughs. They wheeze through the fit as the doctor sits back, breathing in wet pants that do nothing to move the congestion settling into their lungs. The doctor leaves them with a diagnosis of a nasty chest cold and warns them that without rest it will likely turn into something more serious.
