My head's a bit clearer today. However, my voice is shot to shit and trying to talk makes me regret it in twenty minutes or less.
Which is going to make a phone call from the Covid Response Teams some "interesting times". Beloved has offered to talk for me, but she's sleeping off the Plague 90% of the time.
It's going to hurt.
I feel like I'm recovering, but it could easily be a false upswing before something else lands on me like the proverbial ton of bricks.
I am still very light sensitive, and have to wear my sunnies to use the computer.
The good news for y'all is I actually feel like writing my Instant straight away. For the first time since Tuesday.
I shall see if it gets done. Wish me the best.