Misery and contempt

You will pardon my utter lack of creativity of late.  Posting photographs has been the only outlet I was capable of indulging in…and perhaps still am, at least for a bit longer.

I’m still recovering from the double-whammy head cold and sinus infection that plagued me for two weeks already.  To say I’ve been abused and assaulted would be to understate matters in epic proportions.

I wee bit of a fever two weeks ago, along with a bit of congestion, signaled the onset of some torment.  It went downhill from there.

A winter fiend attacked me, you see, one bent on the destruction of all fun, all joy, all comfort.

Then a few days later the horror exploded by orders of magnitude.

What started out as a cold rapidly turned into an upper respiratory infection.  Both at once is not something I would recommend even to my worst enemies (if I had any).

Now almost two weeks later, I finally am recovering, antibiotics coursing through my veins and lots of fluids filling my tummy.

My voice has returned.  My sinuses feel less like a war zone.  The cough has subsided.  The fever crept away in the night and failed to return.  Aches and pains subsided to their normal you’re-almost-40-and-you-work-too-much-anyway levels.  Thick mental fog slowly gives way.

All in all, things are looking up.

But I’m not well yet and am not taking any chances.

So despite how much I hate to be mundane, you can expect little change in posting habits at least for the next several days as I continue focusing on rest and recovery.  What requires more than cursory intellect will have to wait for another day.

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