Yeah, I'll live

The grimly-humorous phrase that you wheezingly/gruntingly utter in reply to a concerned-for-your-welfare companion/assistant/bystander after your having let out assorted screams and groans from acute joint/muscle-pain while performing arduous/awkward tasks, and he asks a bit anxiously if you're okay.

Dude #1, groaningly straightening back up with a heaped tray of assorted dusty debris after having been hunkered down behind a tools-cabinet to clean out the small confined area behind it: OW-OW-OW-OW-AAAAAHHHHHHHH-OWWWWWWW!!!
Dude #2, reaching over the cabinet to take the tray from him and empty it in a nearby dumpster: Jeez-Louise --- you okay, Man???
Dude #1, still wincing in pain and trying to catch his breath again: Yeah, I'll live --- just barely. Stupid fibromyalgia and Arthur Itis!

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