Happy to be reading again.

One of the things Covid also took from me was literature. It robbed me of my interest in reading. Prior to my contracting covid I would read two to three books at the same time. Most of this reading was done a night in preparation for bed. I know that goes against the grain of most sleep relaxation guidance, but old habits are hard to break. My spouse, aware of my reading habits, dropped off two books at the hospital, and a journal for me to write down my thoughts. I struggled to do both as I battled to breath. Instead I opted for watching old episodes of Andy Griffin, Rawhide, Wagon Train, and the like. I tried to watch the news, but found it pretty depressing as the coverage focused on the events of January 6th. Just what I needed was more depression! It wasn’t until this week, my passion for reading was re-ignited. As you could suspect, it is pretty hard to sleep prone (on your stomach) and read, but, my spouse bought me the book that made the effort worth it. The book is about Paul Kalanithi’ life and his death. A gifted neurosurgeon, who was taken from us well before his time, Dr. Kalanithi gave me back something covid could tried to take - hope in humankind.