I love to read, but my attention span is a mess. I read pages before noticing I haven't comprehended one word. In the first "week of worry" the fabulous friends in my Book Club gave me a goody basket which included magazines. Even my bookie friends knew I was better off flipping through colorful pages than absorbing real words.
But as time passed, I was less scared by the book with the title "How Not to Die" and I didn't roll my eyes as "Peace, Love & Healing". I still had my Kindle books at the ready, but I was ready to open up to the subjects I had wanted to ignore.
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!