During the day yesterday, I was coming down with a cold, and by dinner time it was getting pretty bad, so I decided to go to the pharmacy and buy something to help with the symptoms, then go back to the apt for an early night with lots of sleep. I took two of the pills and went to bed. About an hour later, I was awake, unable to breath very well with a tight feeling in my throat and unable to push much air through my nostrils. I was having some kind of reaction to the medication. At first, I sat awake (but groggy from the meds) trying to breath slowly and deeply, but I felt unable to catch my breath. I called our friend Brazilian friend Eddie who was out and about in the neighborhood, and he kindly came over to wait it out with me, at the ready to go to the hospital if necessary. Josh and Eddie were trying to be helpful with all manner of home remedy suggestions from breathing steam to meditation, but alas nothing made me feel much better. At about 3am, I thanked Eddie and told him to go on home, as it hadn’t gotten worse. I was finally able to breath more normally around 6:30 and slept for three hours. I am feeling somewhat sick and beat, but happy to have avoided a complicated and potentially expensive trip to the emergency room and explanations in Portuguese. Josh and I aren’t sure if we will stay one more day in Rio (which will involve a hotel switch) or head out down or up the coast for one more place before heading back to São Paulo tomorrow to take our flight back. I am hoping to feel better before boarding the long flight to NYC, but if I have learned anything in the past few years, it is that what is, is.