I've missed the last two days of work. I don't see this momentary forcing myself to concentrate here as amounting to a step in recovery. I'm guessing I'll be out tomorrow as well. I may end up going to urgent care. I'm miserable. I can hardly stand upright for a trip longer than to the bathroom or the kitchen. To compound matters, my car is still in the shop and I'm reliant on the kindness of friends for transport. Friends that I'd rather not share this with. Not that I could drive if I had it with me. I may be sick and find concentrating difficult, but I haven't lost my mind to the point I think I could drive.
That's the worst part, this confounded dizziness. I can hardly walk a straight line right now to save myself. I must be showing my age. I could work through worse in my youth.
Upper respiratory, but doesn't appear to be in my lungs. Which is a really good thing. As soon as I can, I'll take a Covid test, but something tells me that I continue to avoid that. Don't seem as susceptible as others are considering all the potential exposure I've had for 5 years.
I did manage to eat something solid. It feels good. Tasted good too. I'm going back to bed.
I'll let you know when I've gotten better. Back soon.
