I sound like Stevie from "Malcolm in the Middle."
Just when I thought I was actually about to kick this, it moved from an ear/nose/throat thing to an ear/nose/throat/chest thing. I wish I could find the person who put a cinder block in my lungs. As soon as I'm able to breath again, I'm going to beat them with it.
Time to go back to bed so I can wheeze some more.