Last spring I got very sick: double eye infection, fever, sweats, cough, congestion, the whole “hit by a truck” look. My doctor ruled out covid, called it a nasty virus, prescribed some pills, and told me to rest. The timing was terrible. Summer was coming, and that’s my busiest season. From late May through August, I drive from show to show, sometimes three in one day, mostly at libraries. The medicine helped, and soon I could be around people again. But there was one bi
