In February of last year I caught the mystery flu that knocked everyone down for months. Got over it about middle of November, and then a second round December and didn't get over that until June. Then I caught "covid" in March (no one is sure if I did or not, but I had antibodies in May).
And in May my gallbladder went nuclear. Almost exploded in August, had surgery. I JUST not got released from the doctor and still not completely healed (they nicked my liver, so that was fun)...and today I have a bloody cold.
So...I've been seriously ill for the better part of a year and a half, trips in and out of hospital, bronchitis, pneumonia, broken bones...the works and several things I haven't mentioned. Plus we've been remodeling the house when we can, and so my time is sick, not sick but working on the house, sick, tired, waiting on stuff. Terrible cycle I tell you.
Sewing has been an activity I have not felt like doing. Honestly, I haven't felt like doing much, and anything I do makes me exhausted so I am just sleeping lots and lots. I barely keep up with being alive most days