Well f**k....

by Jon Sullivan - 2024-01-04 - Status

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I dodged Covid for a long time. But I knew, sooner or later. We'll all get it sooner or later.

First, the obvious question - I'm fine. This is a mild case so far. Feels like a bad cold, plus very low energy. So not getting the headache, nausea, etc so far. Which honestly surprises me. You've seen Jon. He's fat, old, out of shape. An absolute bundle of risk factors. So having it more mild than others I've known who are in better shape but have had worse symptoms is a huge if bittersweet relief. Maybe it was the 6 or so booster shots I got that helped. Maybe the Covid gods smiled on me. Maybe humanity has just beaten it by 2024.

But as I'm resting and drinking plenty of liquids I'm also thinking about my mortality. About the inevitable. At 60 I'm certainly looking at the need to best live the years I have left. In a way that changes nothing??? I moved here to do that anyway. Right? If I die tomorrow I've already had such a great life, and especially the last year. Maybe people don't want to hear that. But it is what it is. Part of my "best life" is knowing I didn't just let the days run out without filling them with happiness. With adventure. Right? Right. Covid won't kill me, it turns out. But I've never been the sort to live a safe live, or a responsible life, or, if I'm honest, any attempt to live a long life.

So I'll use the dodged Covid bullet as a sign it's all good so far. Not to get all woo woo, but...... well..... My cosmology has changed a lot in the last two years. So maybe a wee bit woo woo.

And I'm not going to sugar coat it. I feel miserable today. Even mild Covid is bad enough it turns out. But I'll be fine. Excelsior.

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