(11/24/24)

Sick again. Took two COVID tests yesterday, still didn’t get it. I think it might be avoiding me. I stumbled out of my car to the Walgreens, face hot, body cold, because of course Kroger didn’t have any. The cashier didn’t even raise an eyebrow as this masked guy handed her a box of COVID tests and guava Celsius. They were negative anyway, so it’s not like it mattered. I think kind of calcified yesterday, like I always do when I’m sick. Just lay someplace, practice being dead. Taking cough drops, taking medication for the headache. I get sick like clockwork. Luckily, I have become an expert at being sick. I fall into a sick routine. A sense of sick normalcy that is occasionally broken by health. I have all the cold medicine nice and stocked. Tea and honey for the sore throat. I get a trash bin next to me so that I can vomit if needed. It’s honestly a relief when I get a fever because that gives me an excuse to not get out of bed. I sometimes wonder if I’m better at being sick than healthy.

~clancy