I was never the most energetic young man. It took me into the second inning of a softball game to remember I was playing the game, not watching it.
Call my adrenaline unobservant.
Well, this week, I discovered what genuine exhaustion feels like. Thank you, COVID-19.
Now finishing my fourth full day, I am a bit better. I can keyboard.
Here is an example: xvlW2k9*%=^
This will be short. Oh, I forgot. I sound like a frog, too.
If you need an under-energized pet frog, I am available. I hope you like green.🤢
Of course, he might give you a disease.
To the good, I think my green phase is ending as of this afternoon; fingers crossed.
The advantage of experiencing illness at my age is that you can identify with the physical troubles of more and more people you know.
Sometimes you can recommend the right MD, medicine, the proper food, and other comments to remind them, “this too shall pass.”
Today I am reminding myself. That, Paxlovid and a wife serving as a benign caretaker are the best I can do.
Life, love, learning, and laughs go on despite feeling craptastic.
COVID-19 is survivable, yes; desirable, no.
The cartoon is called The Headache, by George Cruikshank, sourced from Wikimedia Commons.org/