So there I was minding my own business having a nightmare about spicy ketchup when i had a huge coughing fit that cause made me throw up last nights tater tot hotdish and offda in my shorts. So I called up the old VA hospital and talked to the good nurse Lena. She told me to get right on down to the hospital and warned me not to stop for any lutefisk on the way. So i hurred over the VA, walking through 10 feet of snow uphill both ways. When I arrived good old Olie and Sven checked me over, gave me a mask, and sent me to be screened. There I was given a look over and spoke to a lovely doctor on some new fangled teleconference doo dad. I was told the bad news that I have covid but I seem to be managing my symptoms well. This was likely due to my heavy consumption of lutefisk and tater tot hotdish as well as my refraining from the devils spice AKA ketchup. So I was sent on my way with some meds to help with symptoms and told to quarantine at home. Fortunately I just had a fresh barrel delivered of lutefisk so i should be fine.

Anyway, with all the bad news I thought I would share a bit of good news with a comedic twist to help keep spirits. So wish me luck and I hope you and yours stay healthy and strong. Also, remember, divided we are weak but if we unite and help those that we can in whatever way we can then we will get through this. Also, I would like to thank all the people out on the front lines of this war. The nurses, doctors, food workers, food and pharamacy workers, and the many other roles that support them. Thank you for having the courage to do what you need to so others can stay safe at home. As a disabled war veteran, I consider all of you honorary veterans and salute you.