It appears That five days later, our house has been purged of the creeping crud that's plagued us.
*knock wood, sofa, head, laptop, and anything else within knocking distance*
I'm creeping around, having only had Gatorade (not even GOOD Gatorade, but the yucky original yellow crap) for the last 48 hours, and I'm feeling nearly human again. A
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