I took a tour at a local distillery a few weeks ago. The owner said she doesn’t do much with fruit because it’s messy, and mostly makes gin (juniper berries), whiskey, vodka, etc. Last Sunday I went back, to talk to them about making a batch of apple brandy for me. The master distiller said their local supplier of apple cider has 2000 apple trees in their orchard.
While waiting for the distiller to become available, I recognized a patron, whom I hadn’t seen in a year and a half. She was there with her friend, whom I also knew, to watch the band. The older of the two (maybe around 70) had gone to the hospital twice a few months ago. The second time they sent her home with a note. When she eventually read it, she learned she’d tested positive for the Super-Virus. Fortunately, she wasn’t in bad enough shape for the hospital to need to admit her, or even tell her about the test. Hmm.
Someone figured out for her that there’s also an inflammatory type of reaction to the super-virus. While her lungs weren’t infected bad enough to warrant extreme medical treatment (with oxygen), her overall achiness was caused by the virus.
Shortly after mostly recovering from the super-virus, she developed a case of shingles. This is the re-activation of the chicken pox virus, usually in people who are stressed. She said she’d gotten the shingles jab, in years past, for whatever good that’d done.