Author: Richard Nestoff (Page 12 of 70)

I’m still a sick puppy, but more operational.  Frequent neti blasts, saltwater gargling and more sleep have done wonders.  My sleep was fraught with mundane fever dreams, but woke feeling like I was over the hump.

Before bed, I tried some Vicks, and found that I couldn’t smell it.  Peanut butter confirmed it.  Does that happen for any reason other than the Wuhan flu?  I’m not going to get a Covid test, because screw Fauci.

This morning, I can smell again, and my temperature is up just a bit.  I still have chest corruption, but that is usually the last symptom to clear up.

Newsweek: Norovirus surge is worst in a decade.

This is slanderous.  Why do we put up with such chicanery? 

The norovirus is stomach flu.  It causes intestinal distress for a couple of days.

The “noro” prefix refers to Norwalk, Ohio.  

From Wikipedia:

In the United States, it is the cause of about half of all foodborne disease outbreaks.  The virus is named after the city of Norwalk, Ohio, US, where an outbreak occurred in 1968.

Now come on, stomach flu wasn’t invented in Norwalk.  That outbreak wasn’t noteworthy in any way, but some wag decided to denigrate a small Ohio town, and nobody did anything about it.

Covid started in Wuhan, China.  It killed millions of people, but can’t call it the China flu because that would be racist.  Norovirus is fine. 

The fact that a bio-lab in Wuhan, China did just that kind of virus research, the lab protocols were known to be sloppy, everyone was called a conspiracy theorist for asking the question, and now, nobody cares where the virus originated, suggests it came from the Wuhan Lab.  Why not call it the Wuhan flu?

Recall that initially, it was called a corona virus because it resembled a corona.  Everyone thought that sounded sciencey, but the Corona beer people weren’t happy.  We settled on Covid-19.

Norwalk should be known for it’s raceway, not for a common stomach flu.

I’m a sick puppy.  My actual puppy is good as new.  Sparky had been snorting quite a bit, but I gave him a can of Campbell’s chicken soup for breakfast, and that did the trick.

Sparky may never have actually been sick, but I am.  It’s just a regular head cold, but I haven’t had one for several years.  Covid was a socially distancing psyop, then I retired, so there wasn’t much exposure.

I’m in the darkest days of the head cold.  That means I sleep, but not well.  I’m impatient with TV or audio books.  I don’t want to read anything.  The repetitive nature of my photo digitizing project is appealing.  I also may feel like generating some rambling posts.