No rest for the wicked, and no succour for the sick. These are sayings, but the flu has not gone yet. In the morning things are fine and healthy, shower and shave, and then afterwards the weak feeling in the limbs and the reel between all those sensory organs in the head, those sight and sound and smell and the inside ones that speak of balance. The nose has stopped running, now it just drips a bit.
Lie down feel better and get up again, start trying to clean up the living space. There is no chance. The dysfunction of the sensory organs and a feeling of icy cold prevent all of this.
This is too bad
The hearing has gone for detailed sounds, there is a constant hiss.
This is a waste of time.
Sit down, read a book and take it easy.
Hope that the strength will return.
Fear that it will not.
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