I've contracted Covid 19. Again.

This is bullshit.

For the better part of a week and a half, I've been suffering from body aches and alternating fever and chills.

To complicate the matter, my elderly mother who is suffering from the early stages of Alzheimer's contracted it at the same time.

I've been managing to take care of both of us, and up until last Saturday evening, work through the symptoms.

I received my positive test results today, and tendered them over to the corporate overlords, indicating my need for bed rest.

Hopefully not having to work through the symptoms will hasten my recovery.

My apologies to my faithful readers, as they say, life happens.

Once I've recovered and I'm able to focus for more than ten minutes on a task without needing a laydown, I'll start writing again.

Never fear, your feline overlord's story shall continue.