Last updated on November 26, 2023
Winter fills me with apprehension, as I wait for illnesses and injuries. The season brings misery.
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I have a lousy, hyper-vigilant immune system. When I get sick, it is like dominoes falling. First a cold, then the flu, then either pneumonia or bronchitis. Generally, I end up with a cold again and struggle to return to full health. Since I tend to have more health issues in winter, the illnesses tend to be compounded by scrapes, bruises, sprains, and breaks.
Having been offline most days since January 20 frustrates me. As I was trying to migrate The Autistic Me to this new server and launch the podcast, I ended up in bed day after day.
Life is like that, of course. Schedules fall apart when life happens.
If you rely on schedules and routines, illness offers a doubly disruptive and anxiety-inducing experience. Wanting my routine, wanting my daily schedule, instead I found myself coughing and wheezing. Both the illness and the disruption upset me.
At least I’m slowly bouncing back. I realize that missing so many weeks hurts the blog traffic and any hope I have of reviving the audience traffic.
Thank you for hanging around and being patient.