Bunker Clearing...

Well, my throat is no longer sore and I no longer feel like I've been kicked in the soft palate by a mule. Temp's gone, joints and muscles aren't sore, cervical lymph nodes no longer tender...

On the other hand, the remaining germs in my head seemed to make a fighting retreat from my immune system and dig in for a last stand in my nasal passages. About the middle of the afternoon yesterday, I became one of the world's leading exporters of mucus. It's tapered off greatly this morning and is no longer coming out in festive colors, so everything should be good and copacetic by nightfall, but that was really unpleasant.
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