Am I… diseased?

Hello once again readers.

I have met yet another first time milestone in my lifetime; it appears that the stress of interstellar travel, voyaging around a strange new planet, and general fatigue has finally caught up to me. As I woke up a few days ago, a peculiar sensation clouded my body. My limbs felt heavy, my breathing was tight, my head felt as if it was rotating on a pin and simply could not stop. Dazed, I attempted to fight through the feeling and rise to my feet, only to give in to my weakness. I was flabbergasted. What was happening to me? I had never experienced anything like this before. Never had I felt so deathly, so awful. As I stumbled through the quaint little forest I had spent the night in, I happened upon a stream, where I was fortunate enough to help myself to a number of strange slippery water creatures; “Feesh”, I believe the humans call them. They were a godsend. I managed to muster enough energy from them in my system for flight, and set off in my limited state, hoping to figure out my predicament.

It was after some observing and research that I became acclimated with the concept of disease. Now, on my home, one does not get ‘sick’. Injured, yes plenty. Death too, claims us more than what is considered usual. But disease? That is a foreign concept to me. So, you can imagine my shock upon not only experiencing such sickness for the first time, but realizing that beings here on this Earth undergo such an ordeal regularly. How strong these people are; I don’t think I could ever go through such a process again.

It is here that I underwent a scare, if you will. Naturally, upon discovering sickness, I was curious, and was quick to find out all I could about its nature, its implications, and what exactly it meant for me. I once again turned to my new best friend, “The Internet”, for help, but was met with rather alarming news. It appears that Earth, currently, is in the grips of a disease problem of its own. “The Internet” was full of reports and concerns over a so called “Coronavirus”, which apparently had spread across the globe, infecting thousands and even resulting in the death of some. I was quick to learn how powerful disease could be. A silent, inescapable killer… while I envied Earth for its peace and lack of ragged warfare, this was one aspect of this planet I was glad my home shared little similarity with. My next natural thought, however, was to jump to the worst possible situation. Perhaps… Was it possible… that I had this disease? After all, I had roamed this planet to great extents; I had eaten many the odd creature, not knowing where they had been, or what they had been in contact with. Could it be that unknowingly, I had managed to contract this possible death sentence. Sadly readers, I do not think I have a way of knowing; it appears that the only experts on the topic are the Earth humans, and discreetness is integral to my mission’s success here. And so my readers, it appears that I must wait out this ordeal. Time will be the only teller as to what exactly is wrong with me.

If this is my last post, please find a way to tell my people all that I have learned here.

Until next time readers. If there is one, that is.