The Plague Isn't a Thing of the Past

I've come to the conclusion that I've caught the Scottish Plague.

What exactly is the Scottish Plague?  Well basically it's a disgusting, hacking cough mixed with a drippy nose, and it doesn't go away.  This is not an exaggeration.

I basically got it the minute I entered this country.  I thought I had kicked it with Orange juice, tea, ginger, and sometimes sleeping, but it has been a perpetual and unwanted companion.  For a while it was merely a tickle of a cough but it has come back with a vengeance.

It does make it rather hard to make friends because no one wants to sit next to the kid who coughs every 30 seconds, and is blowing her nose in between.  It's like having cooties, except these are real. germs.

And when you meet someone new, they don't want to shake your hand.  I mean it's understandable, but still kinda awkward.

With all the tissues I'm using, I feel like I'm single handedly destroying the rainforest and causing species to go extinct.  I do not want that kinda of bad karma in my life.

If this continues I guess it'll be time to invest in a handkerchief.