Let’s just take it as read that I’m experiencing ghastliness. Cough is down to a dull roar. Fever comes and goes, never very high. Jeff is starting to cough. I FEEL TERRIBLE about this but ey what can you do.
I did remember when I last felt this bad. The two weeks before we moved to Toronto from Montreal I got chicken pox. I ran a temp of 102 FOR A WEEK and took permanent scars on my chin and forehead. That would have been 20 years ago.
I’m feeling so downcast about just about everything, and it doesn’t help. I need to do something life affirming and happy, and I simply cahn’t. I am working on revisions though. My word order is crazy salad sometimes.
