(morning writing, health)

I think i am starting day 3 of a cold i caught on Friday night. The malaise and fuzzy headedness swirls with my grief in the confirmation that a colleague who has been out since 11 January has long covid including cognition issues. I'm sorry for myself because of all the new colleagues i have and how much i miss having a partner in planning with the depth of experience to keep up. And thinking of this bright and clever colleague slowed down by covid, i'm mad, angry .. and the worry about my own mind circles.

Covid test was negative, so i'm just sick. I am trying so hard not to let myself cough, clear my throat. Anything to prevent triggering the cough.

And i wish i could convince my brain that pretzels and sugar are not going to make me feel better.

Anyhow, off to work probably a half day. I think i can keep my brain cells together that long -- but i was remarkably less coherent yesterday.