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Sore Throat
7 inches wide x 7 inches high

There was a time in the early 1980s when I would come down with strep throat every August at about this time. It would put me to bed for a week; nasty thing. Then it stopped and I've not had it since, have I? Today, I have a sore throat. It's not strep—you know that doctors of old, the ones who came to the house, could smell strep throat—it's just a sore throat. Too much talking. Sleeping with the window open right over my head in these cool nights. Stress. Allergies. Could be anything.

We have moved into the era of strange viruses, N1H1 being the current threat. Poor swine, having an illness named for them when they really have nothing to do with how the world is.

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