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Hello I'm Dr.
Bill McDonald. I tested positive for Covid. So this is Covid. Hmmm. My symptoms
have ranged from the Mount Saint Helens eruption to the vicinity of Armageddon.
Well, I've taken some poetic license. I admit I'm exaggerating a bit. My cough,
fever and sore throat have fallen about a third of the way between a common
cold and bronchial pneumonia. To be sure closer to the former than the latter
of the two choices.
I looked out
the window yesterday and noticed my grass looked more like wheat that needed to
be harvested than a typical front yard. And in spite of this virus, I told my
wife I was going to mow. I figured the only creatures great and small I was
going to expose was a few grasshoppers and a random squirrel. My wife told me I
shouldn't do it, but my latest government stimulus didn't include a coupon for
a once per year Covid grass mowing service.
And I've
done something that the experts don't advise or condone. I have continued to
walk an hour a day before the sun lights the horizon. I mean that's my
devotional time and besides I need to keep this 5 foot 8 inch 220 pound frame intact. I wouldn't want to
lose those glorious abs or see my finely chiseled legs turn to mush.
But
seriously I for one am glad I took the shots, though some believe the science
isn't proven. Disagree if you wish but I credit the inoculations and God for
keeping me out of the hospital. Well, I gotta go. Let me get past this nasty
little bug and I'll do my best to continue adding a bit of flavor to your
lives.
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