It's three in the afternoon and I've managed to get myself out of bed, under the shower, and into some clean clothes. I'm supposed to return to work tomorrow. I don't know if I'm sick enough to stay home or well enough to go in. You lose perspective after a while. There's no food in the house. I'm a little hungry. Perhaps I'll attempt to go out into the world with a mask and see what it feels like. My head is not as bad today.
And yet it took more effort than It should have to get out and purchase something to eat and drink. Still coughing, weak and unwell. I'll try to work from home tomorrow. Still coughing too much to work around people.
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