9:40pm on Day 11

I’m feeling a little better tonight. Is the Covid-19 virus finally losing it’s fight with my immune system? I seriously hope so.

I’m still a little sniffly. I still have a bit of a cough. I am still tired. I am better in every aspect though. I spoke to my father on the phone and he said I sounded better. I agreed. Jen sounds better tonight too. Here’s hoping we’re turning that corner in our fight with the plague of the 21st century. Pandemic be damned and piss right the hell off, asshole!

Part of me wants to take a Covid test in the morning, but part of me wants to wait at least another day. I don’t want to rush it, I’ll likely wait until Saturday, but maybe I should even wait longer and hold out until Sunday. I doubt if I test tomorrow (Friday) I’ll be negative. I just don’t see that as a likely outcome. Saturday, maybe. Sunday, if I keep improving at this rate? That could be a negative. Here’s hoping.

For now though, let’s have a good nights sleep and more improvement tomorrow. Fingers emphatically crossed. Cautious optimism.