There’s a game store in Nanuet NY, Hobbytown. Every Thursday they have a game night at the store, starting at 7:30PM or so and going until late in the evening. I’ve known about the game night for a few weeks, but I’ve been immersed in my health problems and haven’t been able to go.
Something nice happened to me today: called, to ask for some computer advice.
Medical issues have dominated my life the past week, and will probably continue to do so for at least the next week. Lately I’ve been doing little but sitting at home and watching TV.
That one call was a ray of light in an otherwise gloomy time. Thanks, !
For anyone who follows my overly-melodramatic stories about my health:
After a single day of rest, I feel fine. This in itself is a blessing; when I catch a bad cold, it normally knocks me out for five days. Only a day of nasty symptoms is so unusual for me, I can’t remember the last time it occurred.
So I’m fine. Stop worrying. Go out there and change the world. Or at least the bed sheets.
I had just started walking to lunch today (yay, exercise!) when I started coughing. This was no minor cough. It was a five-minute coughing fit with lots of disgusting side symptoms.
I inched my way back to my car and drove to get lunch. At this moment my chest feels sore, but I’m not sure if it’s due to all the coughing or something else.
Where’s the blessing? Simple: I’ve got a three-day weekend with absolutely nothing scheduled. If I had to get sick, this is the weekend to do it. I’ve got plenty of soup and tea at home. I can focus on resting and getting well.
There are many people who don’t have this luxury. For what I have, I give much thanks.
And I haven’t forgotten the obligation of those who have: to share something with those who haven’t. But not this weekend.
It’s been about six weeks since I last posted about how Isaac Bonewits is doing.
Please bear in mind, as I discuss his health, circumstances, and requests, that in all good conscience I can only put forward those things that Phaedra has already made public, or for which I’ve received specific permission from Isaac to share. This is a hard time for the family, and I wish to give them control over their privacy.