What do I do when I’m this sick? The next thing. No more, no less.
Oh, and an overall ‘remember’. This limitation is temporary. It’s not a moral failing. There’s no need to feel guilty. Oh, unless I got sick by sitting out in the rain necking with a leper. Which I didn’t. Ergo…
‘What’s next?’ becomes pretty simple. Dress. Drink something warm. Write my post. Be a good companion.
Notice the periods instead of commas? Yeah. There’s an implied pause for rest in between each.