Covid

Like so many other people, Chris and I caught what we think was the omicron variant of covid after the holidays. I have no idea where I got it from, since I was only at my parents during the holidays and we didn’t see anyone else/they never caught it. I also didn’t go anywhere when I came back aside from masked visits to the grocery store and Home Depot. It is rather frustrating knowing that I did everything I could, but I guess it could have been something as out of my control as walking down a store aisle where someone with the infection had just walked.

I had a bit of a scratchy throat on New Year’s Day, and by the 2nd or 3rd I was feeling exhausted (e.g. took a four-hour nap by accident). Only a day later, Chris started feeling it too. His mom gave us a box of at-home tests and I got two positive results a day apart, and then we got ahold of tests for Chris through the company Ro (his were also positive). I tested negative about a week later, and Chris tested negative this past Thursday and went back to work on Friday. It mostly felt like the flu; we went through thousands of tissues, had light fevers (Chris was higher than mine, topping out around 101), and we were both extremely tired the whole time. My sense of taste and smell disappeared for a couple days too. I was eating some pizza right at the beginning and it just tasted like hot, chewy dough with zero flavor, and then I sucked on a lime and stuck my nose in a bag of coffee beans; I got a hint of lime flavor but none of the tartness, and the beans smelled like nothing. I’ve also had more of a cough than Chris as I’ve come out of it, which has been hanging around for a while due to my asthma. Otherwise, Chris’s symptoms were more severe than mine in every other aspect and his stuck around longer.

I was pretty bummed by the timing because the lost week was going to be productivity central before the return to school this Tuesday. But I suppose it’s easier to forgive incomplete artwork without firm deadlines than school assignments, so it could be worse. I’m also relieved by my luck; I just got my booster shot the first week of December, and had stopped my immunosuppressive med for two weeks prior and two weeks after. So I had only been back on the medication for about a week before I preemptively stopped again when I started feeling early symptoms. So I think the recent vaccine boost + my immune system not being fully suppressed yet really helped. I’d been worried about my vulnerability because of my asthma and the meds. Had I gotten it a year ago, it could have been much worse.

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