It’s like you’re in the hospital, but you’re also at home. That’s how it’s supposed to work.
It’s also how I wind up at 11:00 before I make my first post of the day.
Sounds like something that ought to work, doesn’t it? After all, we’re safer at home. My wife came to see me in the emergency room, various people coughed all over her and sneezed at her… and now she has a cold.
Anyway, one nurse visits us in the morning and another in the afternoon, couriers come to our door throughout the day, the visits can take up to an hour each… Come to think of it, it’s very like being in the hospital! Several people asked me why I didn’t write while I was in the hospital for six weeks. Well, because it would be impossible, that’s why! Way too many interruptions and distractions. (The Game Show Network playing loudly in the opposite room–who can concentrate?)
It’s sunny here this morning, but also quite cold. I wonder if I can sit outside and have a cigar.
