What IS that old saying? “The family that COVIDS together…” I’m not remembering the rest of it.
As noted, my daughter developed COVID c. Wednesday, August 24, just as we were about to head off to college.
Friday, August 26, we were all going to get more substantial COVID tests at the urgent care place. But my wife opted out, deciding she had no symptoms. I chose to get one because I had a bit of a sore throat. Truth is, I often have a bit of irritation from allergies or whatever. My daughter was still positive, but I was negative.
My doc asked a bunch of questions, such as if I had chest pain. I had more pain in my right shoulder than in my chest, but she ordered an EKG. She discovered a variation from what she was expecting. Now, I was born with heart arrhythmia. My primary care physician calls it a regular irregularity.
A change in plans
The urgent care doc suggested that I go to an emergency room to get further tests. I called my wife to pick me up – taking the bus after I’d taken a COVID test didn’t seem sage – and got some lunch. Then she drove me to Memorial Hospital because it would likely be less crowded than Albany Med or St. Peter’s.
Everyone was very nice, a couple of doctors, a physician’s assistant, and the nurse. The nurse was great, actually, and I was distressed to discover that one of her other patients had tried to assault her while I was there. The hospital ran a bunch of tests and found me A-OK. My calcium was low, and some other minor things were discovered.
By Monday, August 29, I was feeling achy, and I was coughing, sometimes uncontrollably. More rapid tests. I was positive for COVID, and my wife was likewise, even though we were fully vaxxed and doubly boosted.
I can say that I have felt worse, such as when I had the flu a dozen or more years ago. But it is difficult to focus on much of anything. (This blog post of 420 words I had to do in two shifts.) I feel addled. I bollocked my Wordle on Tuesday – I got it in six – because I couldn’t focus. The word, coincidentally, was ONSET, some cosmic joke. My wife, from her activity level, seems to be feeling better than I am.
My daughter won’t get to college until Sunday, three days after classes begin. Whatcha gonna do?
woke up with a sore throat this morning. In more normal times I’d have written it off as allergies (ragweed season has begun here) but since I had a possible exposure (talked to a colleague, unmasked, though from more than 6′ away, and she later developed COVID symptoms) I decided to test.
Negative as of this morning but I will have to test again Saturday morning (five days post exposure).
I guess this is just life, now: I don’t think we’re ever getting fully rid of the virus
I hope everyone is feeling better soon.
So sorry y’all are sick – no fun!!
Oh, no! I am so sorry you all got it. I pray you all get healthy soon. My prayers for “negativity” keep coming. More cases at our church, too. We’d better all go back to masking this fall and winter, I guess.
As far as heart arrhythmia, there are worse ways to find out than when you are already in the hospital anyway. It adds to your complicated medical situation. I pray your physicians are effective.
And anyone who assaults a health care worker? During a pandemic? Maybe it’s tome for stocks in the town square. Just saying.
Oh, ugh. Best wishes for beating this thing!
When I had it, I felt much the same. I was also double-vaxxed and boosted. The symptoms were mild except for fatigue. I was completely wiped out.