I’d like apologize for yet another delay in regular service. Mercifully, the vexing broken-image problem I was bitching about in the previous post has been (for now) rectified, but I’ve been sidelined in a different capacity.
Around just this time last week, I suddenly came down with a persistent, low-grade fever. Having only just had COVID in December, I didn’t expect it could be that — and, sure enough, it wasn’t. I kept my temperature in check with some Tylenol and hoped it would swiftly pass. It didn’t.
With no other major symptoms other than frequent chills, perpetual aches and feeling trapped in a sort of a zonked-out stupor (more so than usual), I’ve endured the fever swiftly returning like clockwork every six hours. By Wednesday, it climbed to 104, which prompted me to go to urgent care. Mercifully, I have one right down the street.
They believe it’s this viral infection that’s been going around, and basically told me to stick with my Tylenol regimen, which I’m reluctantly doing.
Concentration is hard. Comfort is impossible. Energy is fleeting. Moods are sombre. I should be so lucky that I can even be this marginally coherent. And if you're bummed out about it, imagine how my office feels.
Bear with me.
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