Whatever this bug is, its aches and wracking coughs have become monotonous. I've grown bored: ten days since I felt remotely human, five days since the "do I call 911" internal debate, and two days since the cupboard ran bare.p
The bug does not care that I am privileged. All it cares about is an immune system that welcomes it in. Once in, the battle begins and my privilege gives me the upper hand.
- I have plenty of medicine on hand to minimize my suffering.
- My internal debate occurs against a backdrop of gadgetry to monitor my vitals.
- A just in time delivery of groceries brings me the comfort of my favorite foods.
But more importantly,
- I have a comfortable place to live.
- My employer pays me to stay home and get well.
- I have good health insurance.
If only everyone did. Imagine if you dare.