The Last flu post. I promise.
Well, it's my fault.
All I had to do was get a flu vaccination. But I failed to do that this year.
I'd forgotten what a pernicious malady this can be. It hit me last Saturday, and at first I thought I was just feeling a bit down. But by Sunday morning that was past. By then, I could barely move. All I could do was periodically sleep, then awaken and suffer.
Monday was a little better, filled as I was with medications.
Tuesday the same.
Now, Tuesday night, I'm still very sick. But one gets that strange hit of euphoria as the old gray matter produces the right chemical concoction to help you forget about the pain and misery. It's really weird how that works out.
So all I've done since getting home from work is lie about, sleep, and read THE JOYS OF YIDDISH (original version) by Leo Rosten. Funny and amusing volume. (The link is for the updated version--not the original 1968 edition, which I have.)
I promised Carole that I would run a few errands for her in the morning. After that, I hope to just rest and write. I got lucky and my non-scheduled day is Christmas Eve. So two days off, in a row! Excellent.
I took this photo from Caesar's Head in 2004. I'm hoping to take a two-day backpacking trip in that area in very early 2009.
2 comments:
Yuck, sorry to hear you were sick. I hope you're feeling better.
Feeling much better. The stuff is almost gone, now.
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