Oh no oh no oh nooooooo I'm sick again. 

In the before times, I usually got sick about twice a year--during quarantine and a few years after, I typically got sick once a year if at all. This year feels like making up for lost time, like I need to build my immunity back up again. I also wouldn't be surprised if the particularly rough flu season + top surgery have just done a number on my immune system. But I've gotten the flu three times in the past four (maybe five?) months, and I can't shake the fear that this is just what my life is going to be like, now. 

Normally, I like having an excuse to slow down and just vibe for a week or so, but coming out of recovery and the last time I was sick, I am impatient to get moving--and also to avoid the particularly nasty depression that hit two weeks into recovery + isolation. I'm trying to split the difference by limiting myself to dull but necessary tasks that don't feel too taxing on my body--let's see how that shakes out.