Improvement?

 So here I am on Day 4 of Covid, feeling under-rested yet there was a slight improvement in my sore throat when I awoke this morning. It wasn’t the horrible, intense pain I felt yesterday morning, which was a relief. I came downstairs and had a lot of OJ, then took my Tylenol, Vitamin C, had my Flonase drops, then took the rest of my morning meds. I am resuming to suck on lozenges and that’s helping. Michael is doing better, he’s on Day 7, lucky him, he’s getting almost twice as much sleep as me, aided by Ambien and extra Simply Sleep. I’ve decided to gut through things without the extra sleeping aids—I don’t need to be feeling groggy along with this fatigue.

I think I’m feeling up to cooking some banana chocolate chip blondies this afternoon, gonna cobble together two recipes from the NYT Cooking app and hopefully get the measurements right to create something tasty for us. The amounts of flour and sugar I need seems tricky, but I’m just gonna wing it and see what I get. I should be OK to make our standard brunch, and for dinner tonight I’m planning kielbasa and pierogies. I should try to shower today, I really look like a mess, I feel like a mess and a shower would definitely help. I just hope I have the energy. Push, Melissa, push!

Still feeling a little cognitively out of it, but may try to walk Lily this afternoon. I can stick to the alleys and avoid people, even wear a mask outside. I think I need the fresh air. This air in the house is thick with sickness. Yuck. Goodness, when am I going to get the bedding cleaned? Guess that’s something to do next week…

OK, this is all I feel up to writing today. Gonna call mom and see how she’s doing. Adios and all that. See you around the neighborhood.