I got a call from Layne in California who passed on the good news that she and a friend in Santa Cruz have it. I feel like I have a low grade fever now and I am staying isolated in my splendid isolated converted farmhouse.
Covid apparently has also brought out a ferocious eczema in me that I last suffered from thirty years ago and I suspect it has been let loose by the Covid auto immune demons. I’d include a photo of my ravaged thighs and arms and stomach but you too might get ill.
Before jumping to conclusions it’s worth noting Layne has it in Santa Cruz and never got on a plane. I wonder how many people I infected and that thought makes me even sicker. Meanwhile no touring Italy for me.
I have another test scheduled with the village pharmacist next week meanwhile I take my pills. She did say, after looking at the test results I appear to be on the downslope of the infection. I hope that is true.
It’s not deadly at least if you are fully vaccinated and I suppose it’s little more than a nuisance for most people but if I hadn’t got it I’d be happier.
“Vaccinations kill” that graffiti I saw a few days ago after I got off the plane rings with irony now.
Take care of yourselves; you have nothing to prove.
