I slept rather well. I made toast and peered into the
Internet, As I did I suddenly had a coughing fit, my temperature went through
the roof and I came over incredibly sweaty. The first time I had COVID I can
remember thinking the thing was something of a disappointment; I only knew I
was ill as at the time work insisted we did tests twice a week. Such a shame I
couldn’t have had that variety of COVID this time.
Facebook was rather quiet this morning. I had a munz from
the comfort of the sofa. Today marked the start of this month’s Clan War. And
then I got Worldle. Eventually.
Bearing in mind I wasn’t well I should have stayed home.
But it was a bright sunny morning so I took the dogs out. Bearing in mind I was
supposed to be back at work tomorrow I should have been up for a dog walk?
Shouldn’t I?
We drove to Longbeech Woods for a change. We walked a rather
short walk and at the end I was cold, clammy, breathless and dripping sweat. I
phoned work and the boss agreed I should take tomorrow and Saturday off sick.
Whilst this is obviously the sensible thing to do, part of me isn’t happy about
this. Admittedly it isn’t that long since I had two weeks off sick following my
nasal re-bore. But apart from that I can’t remember the last time I took sick
leave. But it is because I don’t remember things like this that I write this
diary. I had a week off sick last November when I had COVID last time, and then
a week in April 2022 when I had a week off with COVID for the first time. And a
week in January 2022 when I had my nose done last time.
I don’t think that’s a bad sick record really. I can
remember back in the day when I was a manager having to have words with quite a
few people who had taken at least one day off sick every week for more than a
year.
But I still feel bad about it.
“er indoors TM” said goodbye and
went off to see “Daddies’ Little Angel TM”. They were
doing birthday things for grandson. I would have loved to have gone along, but
it wouldn’t be fair for me to be breathing disease over everyone so I stayed
home.
I had another look at the geo-puzzle with which I was
fighting yesterday. And after ten minutes gave up. Instead I slobbed on the
sofa with the dogs and watched a film on You-Tube. Just recently all the Star
Trek related Facebook pages have been raving about the release of “Farragut Forward”; the
latest fan-made Star Trek thing on You-Tube. Like all fan-made Star Trek things
it was something of a disappointment. Filled with endless references to all the
Star Trek series and films it didn’t actually feature anything new or original.
After this was the seemingly obligatory episodes of “Four
in a Bed” in which everyone tries to justify that whatever it is with which
they are finding fault is a serious misdemeanor when done by someone else, but
actually perfectly acceptable when they do it themselves.
As I watched so my new digital thermometer arrived. The
thing claims my temperature is fine. It probably is, and if it is (which it
probably is) can only be a step in the right direction.
I made some toast for tea, and as I scoffed it I watched a
film on Netflix. “Uglies”
was rather good. In some ways it featured ideas which were already old fifty
years ago when they formed the premise of “Logan’s Run”, but with a
twist.
Apparently it was based on a book… wonder if I can get that
on the Kindle?
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