Now I know how Darth Vader must have felt when Luke took off his mask/helmet just before he died. Vader wanted to be able to fully see his son (and for his son to be able to see him) but once the mask came off, he no longer had the use of the breathing apparatus/life support system that had enabled him to survive. On their own, his scarred lungs were too damaged to allow him to live for more than a brief moment.
While I'm not in danger of dying, I can't breathe through my nose, and I've spent the past three days breathing through my mouth like a demented fish. My lips are chapped, my eyes are watery, and even though I've slept a lot, I feel exhausted.
Two of the women in my Bible study small group are pregnant, so I've decided it would be irresponsible for me to potentially expose them to my germs, especially since one woman is less than a week from delivering.
Hopefully when next Wednesday rolls around I will be completely recovered and able to rejoin the fellowship.
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