The annoying thing about it is...it hasn't gotten better or worse. It remains, exactly as it has been. I wake up. I feel something is in my respiratory system, everywhere from my lungs to my nose, so I know I'm still ill. And the periodic small, harmless cough comes about once every two minutes or so--if that often. It hasn't gotten worse. The cough isn't a bad one. The cough frequency hasn't increased. There's no runny nose beyond the normal family curse (as in, runny nose after eating that soon vanishes). No sore throat, though I can feel a clump in the throat where the gunk is at, stronger slightly than normal. (Because there's always gunk there. Always.)
There's good reason I've been calling it the pseudosickness, and that's because if it were an actual sickness, I'd expect to feel...well, sick. And I don't. I feel healthy, just with the slight inconvenience of an occasional periodic cough. But it's not going away, and that's annoying me.
Not much I can do about it, though. It was stupid of me to get into this condition. (As I said, pseudosickness leads to real sickness, and I get pseudosickness only after having stayed up ridiculously late, especially consecutively.) But I'm in it, and I can't exactly fix it.
What I CAN do, though, is...write, maybe draw, but mostly write. So I'm going to be doing that soon enough.