And a pause

[smokingboot]

God I feel ill.

I am getting better, but my mood is low, irascible unless I work at it. There are things that must be done and I can't hurry a single one of them. And there are emotional bits and pieces which do not help.

This is different to the first time I had Covid, bearing in mind that I had no test for that; the only way I realised was my cleaner pointing out this weird regular little cough I had, one-two-three, pause, one-two-three, pause, one-two-three... And I felt as cruddy as one does with any bug, and had some really weird ongoing fatigue, yes, lousy but.

But this is much worse. The whole taste and smell thing is a big issue for me this time. Bread tastes like bread, vinegar never changes, and neither does beer, but water is really rusty, chicken tastes burned with a kind of bizarre aftertaste that's overwhelming and unpleasant. Juices and squash drinks sear the back of my throat. I can't smell much at the moment, but that might be the same as any cold.

R is suffering from other symptoms, but doesn't seem to have these.

And I must begin a new project, I think, but my head is empty like an old tin.