When you're stuck in bed, but dreaming of cooking

I'm writing this from my bed, where I've been since Monday night. I woke up with a tickle in my throat that morning but thought nothing of it. That is, until I started coughing. I have the dreaded COVID, remember that old thing? 

So, I'm mostly quarantining myself in my bedroom, trying to avoid infecting my husband who has retreated to his office, our fo…