Not very high but as Mark Twain once said, the reports of my demise are highly exaggerated.
Thanks for the concern and the advice.
No, I don't need go go pay a hundred and eighty five fucking dollars for my doc to confirm I have a fucking chest cold and tell me to go to bed and drink plenty of liquids, thank you very much.
I had a chest cold a couple of years ago that took damn near three months to get over.
I know what it is and it is another stubborn fucker just like that one.
Of course, it doesn't help that I don't take care of myself and get likkered up way too much.
Hey, it's my life and I do whatever I fucking well please, thank you again very fucking much.
Hugz and kisses to you all, now hand me the whiskey God dammit, or someone is going to get hurt.