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Leaving Quarantine

It just felt like it was time. I was feeling better, I needed a few things, I went to the drug store. I wore a mask since I'm still coughing a little. I'm as likely to end up in the hospital from COVID-19 as I was from the flu for the season that just ended, according to the CDC.

The store was sold out of a lot of makeup and most of the shower gel was in a locked case, oddly enough. There was plexiglass between me and the clerk and a sign that said "no cash back" (not uncommon around here). I got some toiletries, food, and stuff to make magnesium water. Traffic was normal.

I feel better than I did just a few days ago. Saturday, I cut my hair, then put in my garden even though I really didn't feel up to it and needed lots of breaks. I was sure I wouldn't be able to spade up the area next to the sidewalk to put in a flower garden, but I think can this Friday when I'm off. Going by some puffiness and a little weight gain, I must have overdone the cortisol pills over the past few days. But the flu-like symptoms I had after I started taking biofilm disruptors are over, I'm coughing less, and I'm starting to have more energy.


Comments

Yes plexiglass screens are the order of the day!
Pleased you are feeling better than you were a few days ago.

Take care

All the best Jan
Lori Miller said…
Thanks, Jan.

Speaking of screens, I hope this is the end of open office plans!

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