I know that I have been quiet for a while. It is not because I have had nothing to share. Quite the contrary, I have had too much going on. First, David and I got sick with something that was not Covid. We always mask indoors, even when just stepping out of the apartment to take out the trash, despite having a large, airy hallway. But those fomites will still get you. Remember kids, keep washing your hands.
The acute body aches and general additional misery has passed, but my body is still trying to get back to its usual semi-functional baseline. My nausea level has been turned up and I am back to needing naps.
In addition, I have had feeding pump issues (I am on my fifth feeding pump in 2 1/2 weeks) and I started PT for my shoulder. So this is all you are going to get from me until I am able to get things stabilized and can write again without it turning my nausea up to 11.
Poor bear. As if you need that on top of everything else. Bah humbug! Glad the worst is over.