UNDER THE WEATHER

I think my body is trying to hibernate. It keeps leaning toward sleep, dragging me down early, and making it hard for me to climb, sodden and groggy, from my bed each morning. It’s no help that it’s so dark out when I rise and so dark out when I come home. Each day, the longing for light gets a little harder to live with. This morning I was handed a prescription for antibiotics, a course of twice a day for 10 days to help beat the sore throat back with a big medicinal stick. It still hurts to swallow...