Well worth a sniff!

"Is she still whingeing about coughing?"
"No, she's moved on to a pulled muscle in an already arthritic shoulder-neck area."
"Whinge, whinge, whinge! Don't tell me: it's stopped her from going line-dancing!"
"Right first time!"
"And, yesterday, was she lifting that heavy 19-month-old grandson of hers? Yup, thought so! There's no helping some people...!"

Actually, I am still coughing, and I'm in a lot of pain whenever I move. But I did stop to smell the roses. Their scent is glorious, and so strong that even I can smell it. (At the end of our back garden!)