Ah, that is very little indeed, now that makes more sense.
I do have one magical remedy for you:
Get a live, virgin chicken, behead it on the street, roll around naked in its blood while chanting obsessively in a dead language (Latin will do, but something more obscure like Akkadian would be better). Take breaks with the chanting to cackle as loud as you possibly can, while looking passers-by in the eyes as intensely as you can. Other animal noises are OK too. Do this for as long as you can.
Now, this won't cure your cough, but you'll be immediately admitted into a psychiatric hospital and put on stuff so strong you'll soon forget you even have a throat, let alone a cough.
I do have one magical remedy for you:
Get a live, virgin chicken, behead it on the street, roll around naked in its blood while chanting obsessively in a dead language (Latin will do, but something more obscure like Akkadian would be better). Take breaks with the chanting to cackle as loud as you possibly can, while looking passers-by in the eyes as intensely as you can. Other animal noises are OK too. Do this for as long as you can.
Now, this won't cure your cough, but you'll be immediately admitted into a psychiatric hospital and put on stuff so strong you'll soon forget you even have a throat, let alone a cough.