And I could feel it lingering. It won't go away. It's getting to the point where I'm frustrated enough I'm going to cave in to my parents' demands for a doctor visit next time they ask it of me. (Which, mind you, they have been doing a lot ever since I got sick. When I get sick, I get sick BAD.)
I don't think the doctor can do anything: if it's viral, we don't exactly have much in the way of antivirals. They'd probably prescribe some sort of cough medicine, which we have plenty of at home. They'd only really be of help if what I have is a bacterial infection, which I didn't think I had. I really, really am not a fan of wasting time, money, and sometimes even being counter-productive by treating the symptoms yet not the cause.
It's why I don't take cough medicine: it can't actually heal me faster, just serving as a mask of the very-much-still-active bug inside me. But still...this illness is not going away. And might not go away without either (1) too much time (and it's ruining my life waiting for it to go away), or (2) some outside help.
Like I said, I'm pretty sure they can't help if it's viral, just masking the disease by treating the symptoms, not fighting the cause. But I could be wrong, OR it could be bacterial, so at this point...
Just about ready to give in and go.