Named after Coxsackie, New York, where they were discovered, the coxsackie viruses are part of the enterovirus family of viruses (which also includes echoviruses, polio, and hepatitis A viruses) that live in the human digestive tract. ( reference .)All I know is that this is what Dr. Smartypants thinks I have, and that I have a miserable, awful sore throat, so bad I can barely talk above a whisper without seriously aggravating it.
We're working hard on getting the house ready to move in to, including dropping false ceilings in two bedrooms, laying laminate flooring, and painting nearly every interior surface outside of the kitchen and bathroom (which will come later.) It's a huge amount of work, but we're doing it right, and remediating the sloppy work of 93 years of bozos who didn't do it right. (Example: on one bedroom wall, there were at least SIX layers of wallpaper and paint that had to be removed to get down to the plaster.)
We have had multiple moments where we had to make a decision along the lines of "do we really want to do this? are we really going to stay in this house long enough to make it worth it?" Each time, we've decided to do the right thing, which always means more work. I think we'll be glad we did in the medium and long term, but it's a real shit of work right now, and I feel like we're personally contributing to the retirement plans of Home Depot executives every day.
All of this is made more of a pain in the ass by my sore throat/coxsackie virus, which I've been medicating with near constant applications of chloraseptic lozenges and throat spray. Even with this, it often feels like I'm swallowing glass shards.
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