Tag: coronavirus

9:09am on Day Nine

Oh for crying out loud.

Another day, another positive test. Give me a break. I need this bullshit to be over.

I should have gone into the office today but due to The ‘Rona I am staying home. Same deal tomorrow. I was planning on working from Foxborough both days but now I am working from home while my staff works from Foxborough. I feel like I am cheating.

The symptoms are the same as yesterday. A little stuffy. A cough once every couple of hours. Generally tired. I made it through the work day yesterday but it was tough in the afternoon. I expect more of the same today.

Any time this asshole of a virus wants to piss off and leave is fine with me.

9:10am on Day Eight

I want to test again but I know it will still be positive. It would be nice to know for sure, but wasteful given how certain I am of the results. We only have a few more tests in the house so I will wait until tomorrow.

Most of my Covid symptoms are gone. I still have a bit of a stuffy nose, but I am not blowing my nose every five seconds and I am not coughing every four seconds. I’m still tired but not nearly as bad as I was a few days ago. I am working this morning and I fully intend to make it through the full day.

I’m still not 100% but I am better than I was yesterday.

I have to say that I am really tired of all of this crap. I want to go out again, even if it’s something silly like grocery shopping. I just want to leave the house. Of course it’s been raining for three days straight so even if I could go out, the weather is crap and I wouldn’t want to go out. What I really want is to get our four days in Disney World back again. That would be nice.

Also, while I absolutely do not want anyone else to catch Covid ever again, I would like to see another wordpress.com user use the tag “live blogging covid”. As of last check (a couple of days ago) I am literally the only user adding it to their posts. Oh well.

What Comes Next

I was really hoping that Covid would be behind me by today. Nope. I’m still dealing with it. I do feel a lot better though. I feel well enough that I can start thinking of what comes next.

I haven’t exercised in over a week. I haven’t closed my calorie ring on the activity app once in over a week. Do I start tomorrow? I am planning to work a full day so maybe I should skip the exercising in the morning for a few more days. I don’t want to wear myself out before the work day even starts. That’s not ideal, but it is safe.

What about music? There are six days left in the 50 songs in 90 days challenge. There is no way I will finish 50 songs, but I could get myself a whole lot closer than I am. I was looking at my Trello board and I think I could get into the low 40s without killing myself. Do I want to record some guitar parts in the morning? I could probably manage that. I don’t want to do a car vocals until I test negative. I know I wouldn’t run into any human creatures, but why risk it? I will stay home until I test negative and then after that I will mask up if I do anything out of the house. That also means no photography fun outside of the house for at least a few more days.

As for tonight, my water goal is done, my vitamins are done, my protein goal is… almost done. Five grams or so still to go. I can get that easily. I am a bit full now but in 30 minutes or so I’ll be ready to finish that off. I am hoping I will catch the new episode of The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon tonight before I go to sleep. If I can sneak in a little more Doctor Who before I sleep that would be nice too. I think I’ve blown through more than three seasons (or was it four?) during my quarantine. So very much Who.

Next weekend the plan is to clean the house from top to bottom. I want the house to be covid-residue free before we invite anyone over. Safety first, right? After that I want to push to travel again. Maybe just a road trip, or possibly an overnight somewhere. I don’t want us to lose our covid nerve. We’ve fallen off the horse and I want to make sure we get back on as soon as possible. Does that make sense? We locked down so hard that feeling up to leaving the house took a lot of effort. Then to have us catch the plague for the first time during a vacation? I don’t want us to be afraid to travel again. I want us to go somewhere as soon as possible. It’s Fall now, so maybe in a few weeks it will be time for leaf peeping. Maybe an overnight to Manhattan would be a good destination too. I also want us to rebook our long weekend in Disney World. The trip that went bust on us was an experiment to see if it was worth it to fly all the way there for a 3-4 day visit. The answer to that question is still up in the air and we definitely have to do the research. The question is, when? Maybe around Christmas? We’ll have to look into the options.

So there are a few things I am thinking about for the near future. The real question is, do I set my alarm clock for 5:00am tomorrow, or 6:00am. I won’t have an answer until I actually lay down to sleep. Until then…

4:37pm on Day Seven

I had a weird moment earlier. I mentioned it briefly in the post with the new music. I had a moment, just as I was getting ready to get up and make lunch, where I was hit with a wave of light headedness. It made me think I had a migraine coming, but it never arrived. The spell lasted for five minutes or so but once it passed it left me feeling completely exhausted.

After lunch I had to lie down and sleep a little. I was out for about an hour. I feel a little better now. My head is clearer but I am still pretty worn out. I think I am going to flake in front of the TV until dinner. We’re not going to order out tonight but we’re on our own. Jen is thinking of making herself a sandwich. I’m thinking of a protein bar with some peanuts as a chaser. We’ll see. My last bite of lunch was at 2:03. I want to wait until at least 6:03 before dinner. I think I can do that.

I am working tomorrow. A full day. You heard it here first.

(Mostly) Daily (goofy) Haiku for You #37

Today’s silly haiku is a direct sequel to the previous post. It’s a response to this morning’s Covid test.

Tested positive
I knew that it was coming
Still… I was hoping

6:55am on Day Seven

I wanted to sleep a lot more this morning than I did, but my stomach had other ideas. I went to bed at a little after 10:00pm last night. My alarm was set for 8:00 but my stomach woke me up at 5:00. It’s a thing I’ve dealt with since the surgery started to heal. If I go too long without eating my stomach, or what’s left of it, gets empty enough that it starts to hurt in complaint. When I told my doctor about it her response was basically, “duh, you’re hungry.” If I have something to eat I start to feel better within a few minutes.

That was the case today. It had been eight hours or so since I ate anything and my stomach was just empty. I like to start my day with some water and my morning vitamins so I delayed food for a bit and had eight ounces of lemonade mix and my three pills. Oddly, one of those pills made me a little nauseous but it passed quickly. I waited the required 15 minutes and then had breakfast and now my tiny little redesigned stomach is full and happy again.

As far as Covid, I’m not feeling 100% well, but I would say I’m about 75-80% well. My nose is still a little stuffy but I can breath through it, and I haven’t coughed a single time in the last two hours. Fatigue is still an issue, but not nearly as bad as it was 3-4 days ago. As soon as I tested positive on Tuesday I started planning on my next Covid test happening on Sunday (today), regardless of how I was feeling. I will stick to that and test about an hour from now. All of my testing through this process has happened at around 8:00am. Don’t ask why, that just seems like a nice time to me.

I fully expect a positive test today, I just hope that it’s not as emphatic a positive as it was on Tuesday. Last time the test line turned bright red before the solution had even reached the control line. I’m hoping it at least has the decency to be a faint line this time. Fingers crossed, eh?

Wish me and my immune system luck. Happy day seven, everyone!

8:04am on Day Six

Did I screw up counting the days? Is today day Six or should it be day five? I am confused, but I have a pretty good excuse for it, I guess. If I started counting days when the symptoms started then today is day Six. That must be what I did. If I started at the positive test then today would be day five. That must not be what I did. Okay. Whatever.

I had a decent nights sleep last night. I was out before midnight and only got up once before waking up at about 7:30am. I didn’t get a full eight hours, but I was close. That’s unusual for me under the best of circumstances so I am taking the win where I can get it.

I need to take care of the trash and the recycling today. The cats are fed and watered. Other than that, I don’t think there are any pressing chores to do. Oh, I need to finish the laundry today too. That should be all right. Outside of that I plan on vegging in front of the TV while hopefully doing a better job keeping on top of my daily food and water goals. It should not be a problem, unless I decide to nap all day, which is a distinct possibility.

I’m having some water and my morning vitamins right now. Once I top my hydration off a little I’ll do the chores and get them out of the way. We’re supposed to have rain all weekend so let’s get it done before that starts, shall we?

Hope you all have a good, healthy, covid-19-free morning.

10:24pm on Day Five

It took a couple of hours for my stomach to start acting like a team player again but I was able hit my liquid and protein goals for the day. Success, folks.

Now I can get back to the main goal of this weekend: Getting the hell over Covid. I am sort of successfully breathing through my nose tonight. It’s kind of amazing. I’m still exhausted and still a little stuffy and still coughing some, though the frequency of the coughing is way down from the last couple of days.

Here’s to being healthier as the weekend rolls on.

8:20pm on Day Five

I’m having a bad night and I can’t tell how much is due to stomach mismanagement and how much is due to Covid.

I stopped working at lunch today, as I mentioned before. Jen and I ordered some Five Guys. I ate a small burger and it went well. I had a few french fries and… stuck in the stomach. I think I ate too big of a bite and swallowed it too quickly. It was clearly an issue so as soon as I felt off I stopped eating. Instead, I went to sleep.

I slept straight through until dinner time. Whatever was wrong after lunch had cleared in the few hours I was out of it. That was a good thing. We ordered IHOP for dinner, breakfast for dinner again. I had some bacon and it seemed to go okay. I had some eggs and it was mostly okay but I stopped halfway through. I had two bites of hash browns and again it was okay, but something about the eggs just wasn’t sitting right. I didn’t think it was gastric bypass related, just eggs related.

At this point two things came to light. First, taking the nap after lunch screwed up my eating and drinking schedule. Specifically, I didn’t have anything to drink after lunch when I normally would have either hit my daily water goal (64 ounces) or I would have gotten really close to it. Instead, I am sitting at 40 ounces with 24 to go. The second thing was that despite having a really long nap, I was somehow more tired than I was before I fell asleep. I just sat on the comfy chair in the living room and stared at the wall. That was a combination of Covid and having worked through the morning and just wore my brain out. The stomach weirdness just piled on.

I was clear to start drinking water again at 7:02. I waited until 7:43. I had one sip and learned the hard way that the weirdness I was feeling was not so much eggs related as it was gastric bypass related. One sip and I was in the bathroom praying to the porcelain gods. Pardon the TMI. It was only a brief episode, and I am pretty sure it cleared up whatever was off with me tonight, but it’s been almost half an hour now and I haven’t had a second sip yet.

So it’s 8:18pm now and I still have 24 ounces of water to drink and 16 ounces of protein to eat in order to hit my goals. All while being totally wiped out from the Covid.

Yeah… I’m in for a long night tonight. I’ll hit all the goals though. No problem. I’m a pro at this now and today is my first day ever (as an adult) in onederland so it’s all good. Bring it on, Covid and Bypass. Even together you’re no match for me.