Continuing Sickness

 Well greetings, dear reader(s), I report I am still tangling with this Covid situation. I awoke this morning very early with an awful sore throat—I am thinking that might have come from snoring in a dry bedroom because one of my nostrils is perpetually backed up. I’ve been sucking on cough drops and that seems to help. I also have a touch of a mild headache, so I took some Ibuprofen along with some Vitamin C and my usual morning meds. I’m waiting to take the morning dose of prescribed Paxlovin until Michael gets up.

All in all, I just feel stuffed up, fatigued and achy. Things could definitely be worse, so I’m thanking my lucky stars that I’ve got medicine here and other stuff to help me cope. Michael offered to prepare some dinners, which is very sweet and I may take him up on that. I was thinking for tonight we just have leftover Beef Stew, just warm it up and dinner’s ready. But we shall see, maybe I’ll feel like cooking, though seeing as I only got 6 1/2 hours sleep last night, the likelihood of cooking is slim. 

I saw on the news last night that even the Pope is dealing with a respiratory infection, so I guess this sickness is going around worldwide. Back here in our little corner of the world, it’s Michael, his Catholic mother and me all fighting Covid, oh sigh and sigh some more. I think I am going to tune in to the First Things First AA meeting this morning, time to get the good word from folks who truly understand. I haven’t been to a meeting since Monday, and I’m feeling kinda squirrely. I’ll keep quiet, as usual, particularly this time because the Paxlovid may be interacting with my Depakote and causing a little cognitive impairment.

I have a FaceTime with Fetter scheduled for 12:30 p.m. Honestly here at 6:20 a.m. I’m so exhausted I may have to cancel the session…although that would basically make two weeks in a row we haven’t talked, I just know if I’m not awake and alert the session is kinda pointless. I’ll wait and see how I feel later this morning, then contact Fetter with my decision. I know he’ll understand, session or no session. Such is the situation with Covid.

I turned the heat up in here but I’m still feeling cold. I question whether the furnace is working properly or not, Michael says it is, but I’m always cold. I’ve got three blankets on me, and I’m wearing a sweater over my nightgown and I’ve got my thick black bathrobe on. Brrrr, maybe it’s my Graves’ disease giving me cold extremities, that’s most likely it. It sucks to be cold all the time, but oh well, summer will be here before we know it, and warm temperatures will rule the days. Maybe I’ll be more comfortable in the sun on this lower Depakote dose, I don’t know, I’ll just have to wait and see.

OK I popped another cough drop, time to get ready for my AA meeting. That’s it for today. Stay warm, stay well. This Covid sure is the pits.