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Then again, with me, there are usually reverberations of the illness, sometimes for days or weeks. I do not get as ill, or as often, as most. Once every four or five years I hit it big though. What I am going through is rather typical. A day or two of fever and a few other symptoms, coming in waves, then usually all but gone after that time. I am not worried about the preservative, actually. It is what is in the boosters themselves that I am never sure about. If I were strongly into conspiracy theories, I would be looking at that closely. Alien mind control, I would say. Fortunately, I do not believe in aliens or that we have mass mind control capacity. Communist countries would never change if so. I am sure they have tried. I wonder how many were murdered to disappear the facts?
Sam and Sassy have been enjoying having pop-o back. More attention, milk a bit more often, and less grump. Their food has always been fairly well tended, and their litter boxes too, for the most part. A few slides on that last recently, but... The smell gets to me even through the fog of exhaustion. They do work to bring me out of things. And, even when grumpy, they do not fear me. Bah! What good is being an ogre if you cannot even frighten a kitten! Ah, but it is good too.
Dinner, a real one, home made, and shortly. I did have an orange julius this morning, two raw eggs beaten into orange juice with a little vanilla extract (and some sugar, hush it is a rare thing). I did not feel like eating anything else, the system did not seem interested if it could have handled it. But now I am hungry. Chicken, carrots, and something... Hmm, might be a good time to make a batch of rice. Yeah, that would work.
Well, just blathering today. Illness, or more fever, tends to do that to me. Though I have those tendencies anyway so it does not take much. Later.
I've been able to keep this round of flu mostly at bay, with garlic and silver. Momcat not so much. She's been fighting it with her full arsenal too, but this afternoon she asked me to bring her to the hospital. Her breathing capacity had dropped rather too far, and her fever was back again. So they kept her overnight for respiratory therapy.
ReplyDeleteHoping she is doing better by tomorrow and they release her.
I fear that with her chronic lung conditions, I will lose her just like this one of these times.
You bring up one of the things that worries me more than most. I almost bet it is a thing most men... choke on. I suppose as we grow older it comes down to dodging bullets, one at a time if we are lucky, in a slow dance we cannot win? Even if we reject the notions of flesh, we are still somehow bound to it through the blessing of life. Somethin'.
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