Saturday - vol au vent

content/blog/wk12day4.md

@@ -73,7 +73,7 @@ Free-iX Remote and now things are getting real. I still need to complete the pro
 this project. Currently, members and peers get the same prefixes, and it's the intent of Free-IX
 Remote, that members from Greece get propagated into the SpeedIX and SpeedIX prefixes are propagated
 to the members. I need to write this logic, but I'm fumbling. I mess around, and eventually abort
-the mission because I'm not feeling to great...
+the mission because I'm not feeling too great...
 
 ## Pictures of the Day
 

content/blog/wk12day5.md

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 ---
-title: "Week 12, Friday:"
+title: "Week 12, Friday: COVID :("
 date: 2024-10-18T21:55:00+02:00
-draft: true
 ---
 
-{{< image frame="true" width="17em" float="right" src="/img/headline/todo.png" alt="Credit: " >}}
+{{< image frame="true" width="17em" float="right" src="/img/headline/kushsessions-08.png" alt="Credit: Kush Sessions, YouTube" >}}
+
+In hindsight, I could've (should've?) seen this one coming. On Wednesday after coming home from
+Geneva, I went to bed early and I wrote:
+
+> _I'm feeling a bit tired so I turn in early for the night._
+
+And on Thursday after partying with my DJ Roomba, I tried to write a little bit of code for my
+FreeIX Remote project, but got stuck in a piece of BGP propagation logic that should not have been
+all that difficult, and I wrote:
+
+> _I mess around, and eventually abort the mission because I'm not feeling too great..._
+
+So I woke up this morning with a headache and a soar throat. Also, shivering. Wruh, wroh. I took a
+COVID test and wouldn't you know it: positive. Crap. Although both Quinn and Marina have picked up
+the corona virus before, I have not once tested positive for it. Much to my surprise, I tested
+positive today, first timer.  Marina asks if she can do anything for me, and I suggest to make
+chicken soup. It always cheers me up when I'm sick.
+
+I took my temperature it started off as 38.5C (101.3F) so I go back to sleep. I woke up at around
+14:00 or so, and took some of that chicken and vegetable soup. It tastes like water for some reason,
+so I add some more chicken stock, and some more, and then some. Still nothing - my taste is gone,
+but I've eaten something, so I go back to sleep.
+
+I woke up at 16:30 with my entire day gone, and I'm bored of bed, so I go downstairs to couch-surf a
+little bit, watching Rick and Morty episodes. I dose off, to be woken up just before dinnertime by
+Marina, who had made a fabulous chicken and black bean casserole. I ate a little bit of it, but I am
+now certain of it: either this casserole is very bitter, or I have no taste at all. Considering
+Quinn and Marina are chomping away at it without comment, I'm going to decide my sense of taste has
+simply taken the day off. I wonder how salty I made that soup in the end?
+
+After dinner, I am instructed by Marina to isolate, which I think is a good idea. Later in the
+evening, my temperature rose to 39.5C (103.1F) and time simply stood still for me, so I went back to
+sleep.
+
+Friday: poof, gone.
+
+## Pictures of the Day
+
+{{< gallery-category >}}
+  {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-18/IMG_2142.JPG" caption="COVID Test: postive." >}}
+  {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-18/IMG_2145.JPG" caption="Fever: check." >}}
+{{< /gallery-category >}}
+
+{{< gallery-modal >}}
+{{< gallery-script >}}

content/blog/wk12day6.md

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 ---
-title: "Week 12, Saturday:"
+title: "Week 12, Saturday: COVID :("
 date: 2024-10-19T21:55:00+02:00
-draft: true
 ---
 
-{{< image frame="true" width="17em" float="right" src="/img/headline/todo.png" alt="Credit: " >}}
+{{< image frame="true" width="17em" float="right" src="/img/headline/questionmarklp.png" alt="Credit: QuestionMark LP, YouTUbe" >}}
+
+I slept reasnoably well in the guestroom last night. I woke up at 05:00, though. I think this is
+what you get when your entire Friday consists of sleep. By my calculations, I was up and about for
+about three to four hours yesterday, which means I have now slept for **twenty-nine** hours.
+
+Overnight I woke up a few times, to pee (which is mildly reminiscent of eating chilly peppers, by
+the way - if you know, you know), and to take an Advil PM or two. 
+
+Unfortunately for my journal, being bedridden is not terribly exciting. I can report that I spent
+the entire day upstairs in isolation, monitoring my temperature and somewhat anxiously listening to
+my wheezing breath. I cough from time to time, but it's a productive cough but I don't feel too bad
+about it today.
+
+Such a bummer: JC and Sandra are due for a dinner at our place tonight, but I have to cancel so I
+send them the news on Signal. They're both good sports about it, but Marina sure as shit is not
+going to cancel _making_ the food. She has been looking forward to a Belgian dish called [[Vol au
+Vent](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vol-au-vent)], and she makes a killer one!
+
+In the afternoon, I decide to binge-watch [[Young
+Sheldon](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Young_Sheldon)], which I've watched up until season five, and
+this means I get to live vicariously through Sheldon, Missy, Georgie and their parental addendums.
+
+In the evening, I briefly go downstairs to say thanks to Marina for making this beautiful _patty
+case_. I take mine upstairs, but I won't be able to write a review for it because all I get is the
+texture of the meatballs and chicken bits. I can't really discern between the mushrooms and the
+meat, and I'm afraid it's all wasted on me, this time. Marina sends a picture to our unfortunate
+non-dinner-guests, who are sportive about it and wish me a speedy recovery.
+
+On that front, my fever came down a fair bit and I'm back to my 38.5C (101.3F), with a fair amount
+of phlegm, with apologies if that's too much information. I try to journal a bit, but unfortunately
+I'm too lazy. I manage to assemble a few pictures, mostly of COVID tests and thermometers.
+
+I decide it's time to call it, and I'm pretty disappointed about it: I need to cancel my talk at
+NLNOG on Tuesday, and very likely ESNOG on Thursday. It's not responsible to join a large group of
+folks in Amsterdam, nor to sit on an airplane from Kloten to Schiphol, even if I do feel better
+tomorrow. So I write that note to Teun on IRC, and then to the program committee of NLNOG and ESNOG.
+Out of an abundance of caution, I think it's better that I skip both, as I do not want to be
+implicated in a super-spreader event in 2024.
+
+Teun and I briefly discuss the possibility of remote participation, but truth be told - the
+cancellation helps them decompress the schedule a little bit, I may still not be in the best of
+health on Tuesday, not to mention my voice sounds pretty terrible, and my mouth consistently tastes
+like the inside of a motorman's glove. It would also be putting the AV crew under a lot of pressure
+so late in the game. Nope, we agree: there will be more VPP news next year!
+
+I spend my evening taking turns dozing off, watching Young Sheldon, and drinking tea that tastes a
+little bit like warm nothing. Being sick on my sabbatical sucks!
+
+## Pictures of the Day
+
+{{< gallery-category >}}
+  {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-18/IMG_2143.JPG" caption="COVID test: definitely positive" >}}
+  {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-19/IMG_2147.JPG" caption="The fever is still there, but I think I'm winning" >}}
+  {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-19/volauvent.png" caption="Marina's Vol au Vent - I hear it was tasty :)" >}}
+{{< /gallery-category >}}
+
+{{< gallery-modal >}}
+{{< gallery-script >}}