Decrepit: Needing Down Time

Fading in and out,
Bad head cold:
High fever,
Hacking away and sneezing
And nursing a burning throat;

Tried to sit
With concentration,
But barely made
Seven minutes
Before exhaustion ended that;

Checking temperature
And trying to cool off
All day,
What a way to spend it;
Time slowed to a creep,

Napping and waking,
Counting breaths
And doing metta,
Drowsily;
Consciousness came and went,

Then suddenly
11 pm came around,
What a surprise!
Where was “I”
During this event?

Where does “me” go
When the fatigue sets in?
Feeling good not moving;
Getting up sets me
To coughing heavily;

Mind so fuzzy,
Fingers so clumsy,
Have to rest again.