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I Finally Got Covid, and My Inner Drama Queen is Unleashed
Do I look ill?
I had the surprising result of my first positive Covid test yesterday. I was in the “no Covid to my knowledge” club (my husband and I had a very brief flu at the start of Covid we were never 100% sure about). I had been feeling iffy for a day or so, and we have tests gathering dust so I figured why not?
I have taken what feels like dozens of Covid tests since Covid began. I have had a few colds, even bacterial pneumonia last year. I have had moments of living in fear of Covid, like many, and my asthma does make me worry particularly. I was numbed into a false feeling that I might never get it.
My Covid “T” turned within a minute — little jerk! I used to sit and wait anxiously to see if the ominous second line would appear. This Covid test wasn’t very dramatically satisfying, more sudden/annoying.
I am vaxxed and boosted up the wazoo, so we’ll se how it goes. So far it’s much more head cold-y than I would have imagined. My nasal drip is annoyingly itchy, my ears keep popping with the pressure of my head being a mucus storage unit.
I blame myself. Not for catching Covid, that was completely not my fault. I must have caught it from some rogue delivery driver because in truth I have hardly left the house in weeks. It was…
