I remember working my ass off to prevent the poisoning from taking work, yes. I do remember that. I remember a lot of sleepless nights trying to save your life even though you were nothing but a job to me, before I cared about you as a person. I remember Happy's face when he thought he would lose you, and Pepper's, and Rhodey's. I'm sure right now none of them are sick with grief and are all just endlessly delighted that as long as you proved your worth, it's all fine.