It's 1am and I'm sitting here in the midst of fevers, chills, rigors and myalgia, with my voice raspy and my throat feeling like sharp claws are scraping and tightening with each swallow. Damn you ED and intern, damn you children of Kalgoorlie that undoubtedly passed on the viral lurgy to the staff at KRH. Was meant to do a surgical talk for the
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