Covid Adventure
Party of 4 in style of Le Guin.
She-who-goes-ahead.
He-who-has-one-more-thing-to-do.
She-who-makes-her-way-with-beauty.
He-who-games-everything.
Vale of tears, black forest of misery.
Covid test positive.
Lighthearted.
Style of D&D, view from behind, entering a dark forest. She is miles ahead almost out of sight. He lags behind. They're very sick but still marching bravely onward, dropping items as they go.
So here I am, joining the hundreds of millions who know this creature experience named Covid from the inside. Judging from She Who Goes On Ahead while He Putters And Drops Things Unfinished, I have one or two days before I turn into a mewling puddle as all of my accustomed past times either generate misery (hello nausea at sight of tv or scrolling screen or video game) or flat out can't be done (are you sure those are words on a page?).
Laundry and dishes are caught up, mostly. There's 3 or 4 days of fresh homemade chicken rice soup in the Instapot (10 if appetite follows her lead). We have two voluntolds to help with running the house and keeping the dog kinda occupied.
Before I also degenerate into a non-functioning primate, from you have fought through to the end of the black forest, any last things I should do? Podcasts or audio books to recommend perhaps?