I've written a lot about my illnesses over the years.
I was a sickly child; the runt of the litter.
I suffered both physical & mental 'trauma' at an early age, and I became a statistic.
I'm now a sickly adult.
Some think it's hypochondria, others think I'm just a burden.
I've always been a show-off, some would say an ego-narcissist.
Perhaps it was attention-seeking from an early age?
Perhaps it was the trauma?
Perhaps some people are made that way?
Anyway.
Here I am.
And I'm dying.
Beckett said We give birth astride the grave, and that's never been more apposite.
I'm currently on my fourth-to-sixth day of Covid.
Despite being triple-vaccinated (and overly-cautious!) I managed to succumb.
She's a tricky mistress.
A minx.
It's vile!
I've had pneumonia, pleurisy, glandular fever, appendicitis, Bell's palsy, ringworm, eczema, psoriasis, arthritis, all of the poxes, influenza, and quite a few nasty colds in my lifetime.
(Weirdly I've never broken a bone or been involved in a car accident whilst driving, but I digress).
But I'm suffering.
I feel awful, and the thought of dealing with this without vaccination doesn't bear thinking about.
As well as a show-off, I'm also a gobshite.
I'm opinionated.
Some of my opinions are quite strong.
If you're still reading this (well done - it's taken me 48hrs to get this far with the writing!),
you're probably one of those aware of my feelings about constitutional reform, assisted dying, premiership football, women's sport, drug legislation, the modern 'pop festival', and environmental degradation.
I'm quite outspoken.
I'm fairly sure most people switch-off, unfollow, unfriend, or basically roll their eyes & ignore me.
So this may be my 'final shout'.
And I want to shout it loud.
IF YOU ARE VULNERABLE IN ANY WAY,
PLEASE GET THE VACCINATIONS FOR CORONAVIRUS!
If you're fit & healthy it's your choice.
If you're sceptical, ambivalent, or just 'exercising your right not to', that's fine.
But if you're susceptible, elderly, weak or ill, PLEASE take advantage of the FREE help that is on offer.
This isn't a plea to 'Save the NHS'.
This isn't condoning Boris Johnson's government!
(I still have unfinished business with that twat, and would happily shit in his mouth given the chance).
This isn't because I'm an Ask No Questions 'sheep'.
(Day 3 of writing - Fuck I'm ill).
It's because this cocky little virus that has been with us for millennia, is finally having its day.
It's brutally effective at what it does.
And what it does is take over your body, and destroys it.
Many will survive, and be the better for it.
If you are vulnerable in any way, it's highly unlikely you will.
Unless you take the precautions that are available to us.
I truly believe (especially as I write this!) that this is just the beginning of our war with the Coronaviruses.
It will require a multi-faceted, several pronged attack to stop it doing what it's programmed to do.
(Day 4 - Praying for retro virals to arrive - My GP didn't even know I was on the At Risk List ffs!)
And it's disgusting!
It's horrific!
It robs you of all desire to carry on.
I'm utterly exhausted.
It's a true 'killer', and it is winning this war.
Many people in this world aren't as lucky as we are in the UK.
We've been given a gift-horse, and some of us are still staring at its tonsils.
PLEASE.
Don't be a dick - Go & get the prick!
I can't write anymore.
this will have to do.
not my best piece I'll admit, but y'know?
shit happens
did anyone watch the louis Theroux thing?
