Waiting to get well

The sinus drip had finally passed over to a backed up full blown cold. I came home from teaching my high school art class and piled on the couch. My head ached and a slight cough was beginning. So sick of blowing my nose--kept hiding in the closet at school because I didn't want to blow my nose in front of the students.
I began trying every OTC medication I had--nothing was really helping and my head was hurting more and more.
So the next day I left school and went straight to the doctor--one of those med clinics---after waiting 2 hrs, I was given a shot and a prescription so I thought I was on my way to getting well. To make a long story short, 2 days later I am worse.
So I call and get put on penicillin--I was on a zpac--it wasn't helping. A friend of mind said she took the same thing and didn't get well until she took penicillin. So then I was thinking--now, I've finally got the meds to get well and I am on my way---but no, here I am still sick. There is so much mucus--and yes, I tried mucinex for a few times too. sorry--I know this is gross, but--this is what it is.
It is greenish yellow and comes up from coughing now. Am I dying??? I feel like I am drowning in this mess. It is like super glue stuck all inside my head and I am trying to blow it out.
This is an exercise in walking in peace. I have a hard time just lying still and doing nothing. It hurts my eyes to read--this is beginning to get to me too. Actually I am not a good patient. If I would just do the right things. Stay resting and drink water and eat chicken soup. Instead I tried to help drag out christmas lights and decorations and go through the aggravation of tangling lines and such---I get hot then I get cold---mostly hot today--it was warm==70's.
When I cough it sounds feathery and static like --rattling and going nowhere--I can't get deep enough coughing without peeing in my pants, so I started wearing pads for incontinence so I can cough.
I am trusting in the Lord--that He has a purpose for my going through this, because I asked for healing in Jesus' name---His timing isn't always ours. He allowed me to get through the week with the important matters that needed to be done---then I really got down. We had a "Sacred Assembly" at church which I was in charge of---the Lord gave me a lot of strength and energy to get that done. A day later--no.
His grace is sufficient I say. I want my life to show that belief. I love the Lord--He is my reason for living.