Moby and Nitrous

The verdict is a severe sinus infection and laryngitis.

I finally broke down and saw a doctor this afternoon for my general state of unwellness, prompted by a suspicion that what I thought was just a funky cough might actually be turning into bronchitis. No, I'm not a Virgo, just terribly, terribly aware of what's going on with my body. And, quite honestly, I sound like a squeaky toy.

 I'm now rolled up into a ball of silk nightshirt and cotton afghan, tripping on decongestants and listening ...