I thank God for the things that I never have.

The evil sore throat taught me something:
Thank God I possess a talking mouth.
For that mouth, I can talk on the telephone.
For that mouth, I can communicate without relying on the ever slow process of typing and writing.
For that mouth, I can eat peacefully.
For that mouth, I can tell everyone that I love them.
For that mouth, I can shout for help.
For that mouth, I can speak my grievances.
For that mouth, I can sing.

(oh yes i can, wait and see!)