I've been so proud to say that even though I seem to make up for it with other ailments, it has been 9 months or so since I have had a cold or the flu. Moving to Caracas complete with a huge population and much public transit wiped out my immune system for a while last fall, but as the year progressed it seemed to get stronger and I healthier. I'm afraid I finally must swallow my pride though and admit that I've been gotten... and that I've been gotten good this time. I have no voice, and I do believe that I can hear the entire wind section of an orchestra warming-up when I breathe deeply.
So to those awaiting a phone call or response to something, and to those who may not yet know that they are awaiting a phone call from me... Have patience. I am completely convinced that a phone call, however much later than anticipated, in which one can hear and interpret the speech of the person on the other end is much more valuable than a prompt phone call with absolutely nothing, or perhaps some wheezing on the other end.
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