I have an old friend, former covensib, and late High Priestess' widow, who lives on Vancouver Island. She was doing contract work for a client either in the Canadian Rockies, or somewhere in Siberia, and wound up having to make hastily arranged arrangements to use public transportation to get home. Last week she posted to her journal that she felt fluid in her lungs. This woman has spent time down in coal mines, and she's had an asssortment of strange ailments all her life, meeaning that she was at least as much at risk for COVID19 as I am. The day after she felt fluid in her lungs, she felt a fair bit better, but then she didn't post to her journal any more. I emailed a friend of hers and asked if they knew if she was okay, but I never got an answer. I sent my friend a message to ask if she was all right. Well, she phoned me yesterday, and she's recovering, with the help of her neighbors and her cats and her wife. She said that after she started feeling better, she suddenly got dramatically worse, but she burrowed into her warm bed with the cats and began to recover. So she's not an Ancestor yet, which makes me happy, because she's one of the most unusual people I've ever known, and I tend to hang out with the most unusual people I can find.
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