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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of Montréal.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Saturday, 7 February 2026

Recovery So Soon?

No setting of my cellphone alarm last night! Why would I? I was too ailing to be contending with any early morning backyard tool shed exercising this morning ─ it was unthinkable.

Apart from the respiratory symptoms, my joints have been especially painful, and my skin somewhat sensitive to the touch.

I rose for the morning a little before 7 a.m., and my younger brother about an hour later.

I joined him for some morning T.V. around 8:50 a.m. and was pleased to almost immediately get his invitation to start the operation of our old T95Q Android 9 TV Box.

And so I tuned in a 14-minute (14:18) video uploaded earlier today to YouTube's AnitaK channel: Bill Maher Shuts Chrystia Down!

Actually, as much as I despise Freeland, I did not gain the same impressions about that Bill Maher appearance that Anita did.

My next video choice topped an hour (1:04:51) and was streamed February 2 to Rumble's The Medical Rebel channel: Dangerous Dames | Ep.87: Tax Sovereignty Unmasked.

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I did not expect that my brother would silently sit through the whole programme, since we are Canadian, and none of this applies. I was perfectly willing to tune out, but I suppose it was the concept that kept his attention.

Our next show was Resident Alien ─ episode five ("The Human Condition") of season four.

And we finished with a movie, but still have over an hour of it left to watch because my brother desired to return to his bed for further rest.

I must say, I improved well over the morning. I never got back to bed for a nap until at least 1:15 p.m., and was abed for under 1½ hours. It all seemed to help.

Sure, I've got a badly 'runny nose', and my throat does feel a trifle off. But maybe the 15 minutes I spent right after rising this morning was therapeutic ─ I used my nebulizer to inhale hydrogen peroxide mist. I could barely notice the stuff, and several times I removed the mask to be certain that there actually was some mist being generated within the mask. So this, too, surely helped.

But as I type these words at 4:34 p.m., I am looking forward to watching some shows here on my bedside computer and having some drinks.

I am awaiting dark before having my day's first meal, but I suppose that I could get an early jump on the drinking.

My wife evidently had a full workday today, but she never rose until just after 10 a.m. and left on her fairly long drive in rain a half hour or so later. We had rain overnight as well. I see that it still is lightly raining.

I am having absolutely no exercise today ─ it is a day of recovery. I've just taken the opportunity to weigh myself while stripped down naked, and I seem up around 181-182 pounds. Obviously my hope is that whatever is amiss with me will not have a resurgence and bring on a worse day tomorrow ─ I have things to do!

Anyway, time for a blogging break and my first show. I hope to get to bed fairly early this evening so that I can have a good start on my Sunday. Right now it is 5:14 p.m.

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My first show ─ and can of Cariboo Strong malt (7% alcohol) ─ ended by 6:10 p.m. The show was Sight Unseen ─ episode three ("Jake") of the first season. My source was this TVSeries.video link. I think that I had to try at least three different servers (or sources) there to get to the end of the episode due to miserable buffering.

What a babe English actress Alice Christina-Corrigan is! She had a role as a blind "low vision advisor" for lead character "Tess".

My second show was done by 8:24 p.m., as was my second beer. 'Twas The Handmaid's Tale ─ episode 12 ("Sacrifice") of season three. This time my source was this 1Movies.bz link.

I wish that there were not so many seasons, but at least the episode had momentum. Still, I detest these constant close-ups of the main character's face and crazy bug-eyes ─ it turns me off. Occasionally it may have worked, but this effect is a silly mainstay of the series, and I don't like it.

My brother seemed newly arrived home at the show's conclusion, having bused back from wherever he had gone this early afternoon to social drink.

Anyway, I took the time to brush my teeth and get that chore out of the way.

And then I poured myself a glass tumbler (maybe eight ounces) of Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) and tuned in The Guardian ─ episode eight ("The Neighborhood") of season two. My source was this M4uHD.cx link.

Sure, it was as interesting and dramatic as these episodes generally are, but I hate winding up my evening with a couple of downer shows ─ heck, even the first show was hardly uplifting.

The Guardian ended two or three minutes ahead of 10 p.m., so there was time for a sitcom. However, I got involved in other pursuits; also, I was reluctant to add to my drinking total.

And now it is 11:11 p.m., so I am calling it an evening and getting to bed ─ enough of today.

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