I got sick last Sunday, the second day of Rosh Hashanah, and came home after just an hour at shul, barely enough time to daven and look at the pretty girls.
I spent the next three days in bed and then, feeling better, tried to resume a normal life.
It has not worked. I’m still feeling wiped out. My get-up-and-go got up and went about a month ago. I’ve dragged through all of September. Oh, to feel energetic again!
I made it through Yom Kippur but I was dazed.