Since I have been feeling wretched for nearly 24 hours (after the 2nd vaccine dose), I went to Poetry Foundation's site and looked at this page of "poems of illness."
I especially appreciated Billy Collins' "Sick Room."
And that's all I am writing in this little blog, today. Because until an hour ago, I felt like I couldn't even move, I was so beaten down. And my brain is still behind walls of pounding pain. I say to my family, "If my head explodes, please save the pieces."
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