Though I’m a bit froggy, there is enough voice to speak & be heard. Woo hoo. Thanks for your prayers.
WARNING: Stop reading now if you’re easily grossed out – you’ve been warned.
The coup d’grat was a Fisherman’s Friend, followed by a cup of tea (Earl Grey, hot, just like Jean Luc!) & a cough that dislodged a piece of hardened flem about the size of a quarter. I’ll leave any further descriptions to the imagination.