SYMPTOMS AND DEALING WITH THEM
I Have Covid and It’s Bad
Yesterday I began spiking a high fever around noon. Given we’ve had a grandkid here who got so ill we worried he was going to die on us, I’m pretty sure I got this virus from him. Poor little guy.
I was vigilant in caring for him, and I’d do it all over again, but now this.
This is probably the Omicron Variant, the one that’s not the hellcat mother of Omicrons.
Here’s how I feel. 104-degree fever unless I take analgesics. My ears are ringing. I have a strange headache.
My lungs are very gunky, and the noise I make when I cough is like an explosive death rattle. Doesn’t that sound optimistic?
This virus reminds me of Dengue Fever, which I caught in Thailand back in the ’90s. It feels very similar, except with Dengue I had terrible stomach upset. I’ll never forget leaving my room in Bangkok for the very first time after ten days of only water and rice.
I caught my reflection in a window and didn’t know who I was. I’d dropped twenty pounds.
When my husband came back from the pharmacy with the covid test, I lit up both lines fast. I’m hoping my two shots and booster buoy me along.
In the meanwhile, I’ve got NAC, Vitamin D, Vitamin C, Cough Syrups — one with codein! — and all kinds of popsicles.
I seem to be making it through this horrible virus. Tomorrow I start anti virals.
Be careful. This virus isn’t done with us yet.
Another take-away — we all love our kids, but wow, they definitely bring those germs home.
Take care of yourselves. Drop me a note if you have any advice for me. I’m dyin’! but I’m hanging in there.