Kim and I were diagnosed with COVID-19 last week. While there are not variant specific tests it seems we caught the flavor of the month, Arcturus. We’re both double vaxxed and are healthier than we deserve, so I’m guessing we’ll be fine. But, “fine” is relative term. I felt like someone was pouring lava down my throat while stuffing jagged bowling balls deep in my lungs.
Which is not any definition of “fine” that I’m aware of.
I was able to attend a couple remote meetings, but the results are still a few days out.
So, I’m going back to bed. Hopefully I’ll have fun stuff to share next week.
Until then, stay safe and sane. Oh, yeah, wear the fucking masks whenever you can.
