you hear him
from the bathroom window
hacking
every three minutes or so.
for us
it has become white noise
almost – almost
a comfort of sorts,
a dry and violent
affirmation
of the status quo.
But you are surprised
by him at this hour,
between four and five am,
in the cold and muted dawn
while you scrabble for tablets
and wonder
who you are
where we are going
when a fog
has smothered us
overnight.
MY TROUBLED MIND 
At my old place, I used to hear my downstairs neighbor blow his nose rather violently every morning.
He was an allergy sufferer just like me. It made me wonder if he could hear me when I blew mine in my bathroom every morning, too.
there are so many ill people around me, too. I wish you and your neighbor better health very soon! Keep trying other meds or other drs, if need be. Dont accept the status quo.