This is going to be short. I started coughing yesterday evening. Today I have spent most of the day in bed with a cough, a headache, a fever, and bean bags wrapped around me to feel warm.
I had big plans this weekend. I was going to get some writing done and some sewing projects done as well. I was feeling melancholy because my daughter and her family are heading for Disneyland tomorrow. I so wanted to go and am envious that the other grandma gets to go. Being sick is taking away from that melancholy at the moment. I don’t have time to feel bad because I can’t be there because I can barely stay focused as it is now.
I am heading back to my bed. I took my Kindle to bed in hopes of reading but have read very little because I can’t stay focused. I took a tablet to bed to do some writing or make notes and the pad is right where I placed it. I have some compounded acetaminophen for the fever but there isn’t much left in my jar and it would take a while to get more. I am being sparing with it. After all, isn’t it good for your body to fight any way???
I guess the virus is bigger than me and no matter how determined I am to get something done, the virus is winning the battle.
I hope you are all well as I type this. Good night.