Cured
Oh by the way, the pox are cured. It was sandfly bites. Once we figured it out we kept the windwos closed at night, so they couldn't get in and bite us in our sleep. So, I'm cured!
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!" - -- author unknown
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