I remember having whooping cough as a child. I had it for 4 weeks. Every. Single. Second. You think you're dying. You really can't breathe at all, and you've got that horrible, constant urge to cough, but you cry, panic and don't want to because you fear that this time you're gonna suffocate and die.
I almost didn't sleep at all during that time. My birthday was in those weeks. It was hell on earth.
I almost didn't sleep at all during that time. My birthday was in those weeks. It was hell on earth.