The view from the Tenderloin
The View from the Tenderloin:
I feel a sea change in myself, on a personal level I'm coming to terms with the damage the plague did to me. Not enough has been written about the after effects of a bout with this. When I caught the plague, I coughed endlessly. The pain I felt in my back, I thought, was because of that. The coughing stopped long ago, the pain has not, if anything, it's worse.
The clinic I use is testing, all they want is a call to set up an appointment. Is it the test to see if you have an active case? Or a test to see if you have the antigens? I don't know. I'll try to find out next week.
My morale is low. It's a combination of my physical discomfort, despair about the political state of the nation, and concern about my homeless friend. He is a friend, we have been through hell together, and I don't know where he is. He caught the plague the same time I did, he and my home care provider were both living with me at the time. I'm wondering if he is experiencing the same kind of aftereffects. My home care provider is. He is suffering, and still spooked by my homeless friend and the battles he witnessed. He still sages the place regularly! He fears the Demon I have fought with, and I hate that thing. I will not surrender my buddy, I will fight it forever.
Hold those dear to you close
God save the Republic
