Watching the Protector. The mortal is doomed.
The last post “I am sick…” was written to support the adjective borne. My back at the lower levels is hurting but no doctors yet.
To the doctor, I shall go because I am sick. While I am at the doctor’s office I am surrounded by so many other sick people, some with the same problem as I, others with something different. I go home after exposure to so many human-borne germs, I am now sicker. To be sick is to be exposed.
It began in one room, then to bed, so I thought, later into another bed, and yes into the chair (recliner). Eventually, I was up and searching the net, starting my routine and now here. I will say my back does feel better today so far.
I will have to get back into life again soon, rest is becoming a job.