“Hey Michael, what’s going on, you were doing a pretty good job of actually updating this blog every couple of days or so there, what’s going on?”
Oh, nothing fancy, we had a very busy weekend last week (poker, goodbye party for friends moving, Super Bowl), and then I thought that I had entirely too much fun that I had better make up for it by contracting the flu/or whatever this is spreading in West Michigan.
I have felt absolutely fucking terrible since Monday morning with slight improvements daily; I cough least when lying down, while both my appetite and mental facilities both seem to be affected, negatively, of course.
I mean, I can’t go out for a walk or play pickleball, so I guess it’s nice that here it is the early evening and I have consumed over the course of the day what I would typically eat during breakfast and perhaps a light snack. In that aspect, as I am not burning as many calories it’s probably good that I’m taking in about ½ as many as I usually consume.
And sure, it would be kind of cool if this bug gave me temporary super-intelligence, but nope, I just feel about 50 IQ points lower than average this week. I’ve tried to read but I can’t (I mean, I’m not suddenly illiterate, I just can’t focus enough to read for entertainment). I haven’t even listened to much music this week because it was too distracting. It’s now Thursday and I think I’ve played more music today than I have all week.
But the fact that I am able to cogently type up this post (am I? you’ll have to tell me) now shows me that I am improving even if I still feel like utter garbage.
So, good news is that my body is clearly on the mend, but as I have basically shuffled from the bedroom to my home office and back while sleeping 9-10 hours per night and taking in fluids, it had better well be, right?
My understanding is that this strain of whatever this is is wreaking havoc over at my daughter’s university, so yay? Misery loves company, I guess?
I just hope that you, dear reader, do not get this because it has put a real damper on my entire week, and judging by my progress, probably will ruin Valentine’s Day and the entire weekend, and MAYBE, just maybe, taint some of next week as well.
But hey, I was good enough to make this post, and that’s something. Right?
OK, I’m spent.
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