I believe I may have survived my brush with the Grim Reaper. My throat feels almost normal, despite the husky-sounding voice. The coughing and sneezing has subsided considerably, and tissue usage is going down appreciably. In fact, I feel well enough to venture forth and scavenge the aisles of Publix for something to feed me and my kid. I know a large part of my recovery has been due to all the pity I’ve been able to wallow in.
Youse guys is da bestest!
No problem, FCM. Just stick Sven in the closet until you need him again. 