My Struggle With the Corona - 03/19/20
This is a story so grim, you may want not to read any further.
It started off, my left hand was so cold. It felt as though the fingers of death were creeping through my hand.
Then, unbelievably, my hand had moisture on it. Evidently, it was sweating. My ice cold hand was sweating!
And yet, the right hand had no symptoms. I knew I was in the grip of evil.
Some more minutes of horror passed, I felt dizzy, it felt as though the room was spinning. Honestly, I felt disoriented.
I looked up the CDC Hot Line, and I was starting to dial the number, with my right hand only, my left hand felt numb.
But then, I just drank another one, and went to bed.
It started off, my left hand was so cold. It felt as though the fingers of death were creeping through my hand.
Then, unbelievably, my hand had moisture on it. Evidently, it was sweating. My ice cold hand was sweating!
And yet, the right hand had no symptoms. I knew I was in the grip of evil.
Some more minutes of horror passed, I felt dizzy, it felt as though the room was spinning. Honestly, I felt disoriented.
I looked up the CDC Hot Line, and I was starting to dial the number, with my right hand only, my left hand felt numb.
But then, I just drank another one, and went to bed.