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Sunday, Plague Day 13, Game Night

Looks like not many people are playing, tonight. I will finally get a guide to Drekki's spider spawners and get a wriggle on with making the grinder because string is a commodity we all need.

Me especially, because scaffolds are essential to my building process.

I have already created the story for this week's Tale Foundry challenge. Pruned and ready for reading. Of course my Patrons get a peek at the unedited version. With maybe a link to what the finished product looks like.

I might start advertising my entries in the Foundry on Twitter and Tumblr this week. Get the word out that I am doing things. Well. Things other than the once-daily tale.

Speaking of, I should either get on with today's entry or work a little bit more on the novel that demands to be written. Better known in daylight as the Pro Version of A Devil's Tale.

So far - I'm zoning out. Wish me luck.

Saturday, Plague Day 12, Game Night?

There might be D&D with my fellow Brisbane Lunatics tonight. There will definitely be games with my International Lunatics tomorrow night, because my voice is back up to snuff.

I start streaming my daily tales on that Long Monday. Whee.

Here's hoping I make it through.

This, my readers and friendos, is the acid test. If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere. I might be slow about it, but I can still do the things.

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Friday, Plague Day 11, Shrinkydinks

I need more sleep. I am pretty much constantly out of breath. I do still possess my sense of smell.

I have learned that I am better at doing things when I am seated. Which puts an entire kibosh on a lot of activities.

I have also had an incident with the low-blood pressure wooblies. In which standing up almost causes me to pass out.

Which, in turn, means that my Beloved is on my tail to imbibe more fluids. Bless.

It

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Thursday, Plague Day 10

I'm DONE with my antibiotics! Huzzah!

I'm still horking up chunks, but they're not green, so I'm not worried.

I'm also working on clearing out my lungs from even more blockages, but that's a slow progress kind of thing. Baby steps. Teeny weenie tiny baby steps.

...infitessimal, annoying, baby steps...

Turns out I was worrying for weeks over an absent utterance by MeMum that she both dismissed and firkin forgot about. ARGH. I got myself worked up over essentially nothing. Growl.

Next

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Wednesday, Plague Day 9 and Wordpress

I am reclaiming digestive equilibrium! Yay team!

I have almost finished my antibiotics! Yay team!

I was able to focus and write a story in an hour! Yay team!

On the other side...

I'm still firkin tired all the dang time. Booo...

I'm still having Bad Air Days. Booo...

I'm still battling with gastric reflux. Booo...

According to fellow survivors, recovery is a slow climb back towards normal, and may never actually achieve it.

Taking things one day at a time seems

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Tuesday, Plague Day 8, Patreon and Freedom

I am technically free to wander the wilds of the world. I am not over the side-effects of the plague.

Breathing is still a twitch difficult, but going about my daily stuff is seeming increasingly achievable.

I still have some gastric reflux and some uncertainty in the bowel department. I am not feeling inclined to go anywhere and do anything.

I shall see if I feel at all inclined to have an actual meal rather than a series of small snacks.

BUT

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Monday, Plague Day 7, Quirblies

I've got some internal nonsense happening related to the plague. Or it could be related to the antibiotics. I don't know. Either way, staying hydrated is a priority of sorts.

Might be looking up how to make Miso soup in the home with the stuff I have to hand. I'll need all of that. Not that I feel too tremendously terrible. Yet.

I'm trying to stay far away from civilisation whilst I still have symptoms. I shall be re-establishing a normal soon.

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Sunday, Plague Day 6, worn

I still need rest. I am not playing any games with the crew tonight. This plague has left me feeling a lot more worn out than usual. The post-lurgi sensation of limp, greasy, unwantableness continues to linger. So I shall baby myself. Wait until I'm sure that I am up to snuff, so to speak, before I take some wobbling steps back into what passes for my normal routine.

I need my voice to stream. I don't need it to write. So.

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Saturday, Plague Day 5, Recovery?

I'm feeling better and brighter today. I spent half the night horking up what felt like chunks of lung. So I have NO idea why I feel so firkin well-rested.

I am on antibiotics, which require me to eat something twice a day. A big ask for this nerd.

I'm waiting for my tea to cool, and I might have to take my horse pill with a dose of Shandy because I am actually hungry. This is a big deal for me.

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Friday, Plague Day 4, incoming medical assistance?

My head's a bit clearer today. However, my voice is shot to shit and trying to talk makes me regret it in twenty minutes or less.

Which is going to make a phone call from the Covid Response Teams some "interesting times". Beloved has offered to talk for me, but she's sleeping off the Plague 90% of the time.

It's going to hurt.

I feel like I'm recovering, but it could easily be a false upswing before something else lands on me

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Thursday, Plague Day 3... Ow...

My head is splitting and I'm coughing up opaque stuff. I can't look at the colour because the headache makes me light sensitive.

I barely have a voice left, so calling the doctor for better painkillers and maybe antibiotics is going to be problematic at best.

Make that "definitely antibiotics". I just coughed up something very green.

GDI.

I am a very sore, very tired bean. I'm waiting for the painkillers to kick in and it looks like they're not being nice

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Wednesday, Plague Day 2, Everything's Cancelled

My breakfast is a slight bit cold. My tea is a slight bit hot. As a result, I'm taking my pills with spoonfulls of tea so I don't burn my lips on the mug. I am hoping that I will be over the worst of it by Friday.

I might even have to pause the daily tale. I will see how I feel about stuff and nonsense after the painkillers kick in.

In my list of symptoms:

  • Headache
  • Backache
  • General creaky joints
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Tuesday, Plague Day 1

Yesterday gave me a scratchy throat. It also gave me a nice notice from Miss Chaos' school saying that there had been CORONA EXPOSURE in her class.

This morning's RAT had a faint line in the "positive" section. Which, for those of you who are unfamiliar, means that I have the plague.

This morning has given me an even worse throat, a headache, and pains in my bones. I shall aim to get my content out anyway, but my main focus will

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Long Monday, History Repeats

This time, we have ample warning of a new rash of plague threatening to sweep the nation. And this time, there's absolutely no motion to try and quell the tide.

Everyone's fucking given up and it's going to kill so many people.

Grr.

I'm going to have to spend even more time in isolation because of those maskhole knomiras who don't care what happens to anyone else so long as THEY don't get consequences. Well, my dearies, Death doesn't have a manager

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Sunday, Tale Foundry plus Game Night

Procrastination is my copilot and if I don't quit that noise, I am going to pay for it later.

Gotta be kind to Future Nutter.

I now have a PLN of action to get Chaos' NDIS sorted at long freaking last. I should also make an appointment to see the quack because some parts of my physique have become very painful and will require medical intervention.

I'm also taking along my Beloved and some independent test results because the doctor I keep

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