Dancing in the Rain

…Unless it’s a hurricane or thunderstorm, of course.

Part of me wants to be a bit snarky about this particular strip, especially after my post yesterday. On the other hand, this comic has had a significant role in keeping up my morale over the last few years. At least I take my own advice?

Comic from 2010, Standing on the Edge of Real Life.

Three Years

It’s been three years since I first got sick with long covid. That’s a lot of hash marks.

From Q is for Quarantine: A Coronavirus Alphabet

(I am STILL working on Q is for Quarantine…as always, just out of sheer stubbornness. I’m still here, so this book is going to exist.)

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From the original post:

This wasn’t part of the original alphabet I created in April 2020, because “long-haul covid” or “long covid” were terms only just coming into existence then–but it certainly deserves a place in this collection.

One of the things that stood out to me, once I discovered other covid long-haulers, was that we were all keeping count of the days we had been ill. I stopped counting days at 100, and started counting months…and now, years. It has indeed been a long road.