If I were to rate myself, I'd say I'm at about 60% right now.
Well enough to get my lazy arse out of bed and into work. Just.
Four days of various cough medicines and decongestants and I still have a barking cough that sounds like a chain-smoking sea lion. I can mostly-breathe.
My appetite comes and goes. One moment I'm famished, the next food disgusts me.
Coffee, oddly-enough, always appeals to me. It's the only thing that tastes right when I consume it. Food still tastes a bit weird.
At least I'm slowly recovering.
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