Changing things up

This morning's news

Welcome to my final Thursday post here. I did double check to make sure I'm writing this on the correct blog, since last Tuesday I wrote my regular Tuesday blog on my usual Sunday blog. I might blame it on covid brain fog, but it was the fourth time I actually did it within the past month or so. Usually, I correct it by deleting it from the wrong one and posting it again.

Why I am I bothering, you ask? Well, it was enough to get me to ask that question myself, and take some action and make some hard decisions. This is the last Thursday post I will be writing for some time to come, and I'll just stay with the Tuesday blog for this web page. And whatever else I decide to come up with. And, of course, there is nobody keeping score or paying as much attention as me, so I might change my mind again.

It's even harder to deal with the covid illness now that I'm actually feeling like a normal person (well, almost) for the first time since I contracted it last week. As I said on Tuesday, I think I got it while doing my volunteer work last Thursday in the lunchroom. On Sunday, my "T" line was REALLY dark, and today it's lighter but obviously I am still contagious. Most of the truly awful symptoms are gone, but there is still a little congestion and I've had no interest in exercising. That's not usual for me, but today I was thinking that maybe tomorrow I'll go out for a short-ish walk and see how I fare.

On Monday, earlier this week, I could barely stand up without holding onto something and I felt like it might be preferable to just lie in bed and wait until the Grim Reaper came.  And this was a mild case! For the first time, I felt such strong empathy for anybody who went through the worst of this illness, without any vaccinations, without anybody to help them. Today I feel almost normal, although I still haven't put my hearing aids back in. My whole body, head to toe, was sore to the touch. Now that I have neglected to wear them for several days, I'm going to wait until I can venture out into the world again to put them back in. I did check to make sure they would be fine just hanging out on the charger.

Where I wish I was today

This is pretty much what the Chanterelle lookout would be like today, and I've been there many times over the years. I don't think at this moment I have the strength to climb a thousand feet in less than three miles. I'm not even sure I could walk around the block, but tomorrow I'll know more. I miss being with my walking friends, but hopefully I will be coming back to normal within a short while. And trust me, in October I will gladly get my flu shot to possibly stay healthy. This being sick is for the birds!

:-)