Don't You Know How to Whistle?

I recently regained enough motor function to close my eyes independently, I can eat without jamming food through the side of my mouth.

I even started finding myself able to whistle in a limited sense. I think in a few days I should be back to normal, with time to readjust my visual focus.

Which is why this weekend we celebrated getting over this and some work problems with a trip to some of the recently reopened businesses. Some folks still aren't masking up and it concerns me.

And that's when I found out my body can't handle processed food anymore. I spent last night praying to the porcelain idol begging for forgiveness as a migraine and a growling monster eviscerated me from the inside.

So yesterday I foregone food until the evening. Back to a veggie heavy diet. No problems.

Today begins damage control for a messy release schedule. Sigh.

At least the temperature is back to a point where I can wear a sweater again and I don't sweat two pounds of liquid each time I don a mask (to be fair, it's prob why most of my pants are so loose now).

Hope everyone is safe out there. I doubt most of you are in the thick of it, but... yeah.