I’m getting too old for this.
At 68, when I consider all the possible outcomes and variants of this C19 virus, I’m glad it got to us after the cooled down version emerged. It is, as claimed “like the flu”. I’ve had some deadly flu in my life with temps of up to 104 that left me unable to even get up. This virus with low grade fevers nonetheless leaves you listless and feeling weak.
Bob came down with it on Thursday and I came down with it the very next day, which was New Years eve. We stayed in, laid low, kept bundled, took eight hour arthritis strength acetaminophen (for fever, aches and pains), drank a lot of water and sipped on homemade chicken soup. To keep our lungs clear we used an inhaler and took Guaifenesin (expectorant). Both of us battled waves of low grade fever and chills, and spent a couple of nights sleeping sitting up on the recliner.
It is a trickster! Bob was feeling like he was on the downside of the beast, and then suddenly he got another low-grade fever and chills.
We would like to have been tested, but due to the holiday weekend, and the mass of sick people, well, you simply can’t get in for DAYS. NOTE: I was finally able to get in on January 5th and found that I did indeed have the C19 beast.
Wishing you all a Happy New Year and good health in 2022
Mother Nature sent us snow for the New Year, and it was beautiful! However, it was the wettest snow I have ever experienced. It filled the fences, stacked up 8 inches high, and ripped the limbs off of my Dogwoods and the giant Holly trees here! (Trees were felled everywhere in our area.) I will share the photos and also say that I was glad this all happened in the night. It was sad to see the carnage next morning, but it showed us a very dangerous flaw in the giant holly tree!!! The largest branches and the crotch of the tree are ROTTING inside. The lovely old lady will have to come down and we will be looking for another small shade tree to replace it. Pictures are clickable, but I am having a bit of trouble with the editor again today. sigh….