A brief note to tell you I’m still alive, but in great misery, and doing the minimum just to get through the days. I’m sleeping about 16 hours a day, in 1-hour naps, mostly sitting up in a chair. Much of the time when I’m awake, my hands are shaking so badly I can’t do much of anything, but then that passes away and for a while I can at least type in messages — great tissues of typos, which I then labor to correct. My current state is a considerable improvement from the disasters of 12/23 through 25; I was finally able to eat my Christmas dinner for lunch today, and it was a pleasure, but I’m a long way from getting back to my pre-Yuletide level of mere chronic sickness.
I will do my best to report on what’s happened and is happening, but you have to appreciate how difficult it is to endure all this while describing it and trying to make some sense of it.
The good news is that my neighborhood experienced neither overwhelming floods nor tornados.
