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I'm on the phone with my mother - do I ever see her in person? - and she starts coughing. It's a disrupt-the-phone-call cough. Finally she gets back to me. I say, suspiciously, "Are you okay?"
"Sure I'm okay. Why?"
"You were coughing."
"That wasn't coughing."
"It was coughing. I heard it. You nearly made me deaf."
"It was nothing. A little mess up on my inhaler. I'm supposed to take two puffs twice a day but I decided to take one puff three times a day and then I forgot the second puff so I went back on it and decided to do two puffs in the middle of the day and none at the start or end of the day. Once I straighten it out, I'll be better."
While I'm trying to do this inhaler math in my head, she starts...
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