We were all exhausted after The Mama's funeral service. My brother did an amazing job, reading her obituary and scripture -- and staying calm all through the memories that people mentioned during the lunch afterwards. (He hosted the proceedings.)
By the time the Brick and I made it home, I was aching all over, with a pounding headache and a fever that comes and goes. We wonder if it's Covid...it certainly is one of the stranger flus I've ever had.
That meant cancelling everything for the weekend - and heading for bed. It should be fairly quiet anyways, with people returning home (including our kids) and phone calls/texts dying down.
We all need the rest.
P.S. UPDATE: It was Covid. And I graciously passed it on to the Brick a few days later, poor guy.
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