Well, technically I'm still recovering. I'm still producing mucous like a damn snail. I feel fine, but when I'm out hiking my nose is still running like Usain Bolt.
I have to carry about half a box of Kleenex with me so I can keep up with it. But no fever, no cough, and it doesn't feel like I'm breathing through a straw anymore. 4 weeks of this is just about enough to make a guy go stir crazy! My wife was definitely glad to get me out of the house this weekend as I was turning into a crabby old S.O.B and just miserable to be around.
Here's one from my walk after work tonight. Was 75 and sunny. These guys were absolutely all over the marsh tonight. Over the weekend the frogs and turtles all came out of hibernation. Between the Red Wings and the frogs it was noisy as all get out! But glad for all the signs of spring.