Wow, it has been forever since I posted on this blog, and I am terribly sorry.
I had the every lovin joy of contracting Covid back in November of 2019. This was back when it was rampant in Greene County, but the doctors didn't know what was going on other than it was a new virus.
Mine got to last until March of 2020, with constantly changing issues. It took me an additional year of working to get some semblance of strength back and I am till this day attempting to build stamina.
I have been immune compromised for years, and a trip to my doctors office is why I contracted Covid in the first place. Since at that time they didn't have a name for it I called it the Franken Virus, because it just kept morphing into other things.
I am convinced that that virus activated every single virus that I have experienced throughout my lifetime. Plus I still have bouts with weird things happening. It also brought about what the doctors called a silent heart attack and this past June I had a second one.
So, life has pretty much been hard, but I am struggling back to what I consider my norm.
Duke has been the reason for the season all along. In 1992, we rescued a darling puppy from a barn situation who grew up to be the greatest trial and love of our lives.