I'm drafting this blog entry Sunday night when I'm taking a break from sleeping, which I've been doing constantly for almost 48 hours. But finally the coronavirus found me, I think from my plane trip home from Dakar Wednesday, and I am not feeling good! I was masked on the flights and in the airports and in the NYC cabs...but the mask did come off for meals and drinks on the flight. There was a demonstrably sick fellow in the row immediately in front of me, which means the flight attendants interacted with him right before handing me drinks or food, but I was also seated beside the very busy lavatories and probably got breathed on quite a bit by waiting passengers. Or perhaps I got it well before that—who knows for sure? Anyway: the blog is the ongoing chronicle of all things Roediger House, and this is one of those things. Wish me luck.
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