Well, I finally got Covid. I don’t often get sick, so this is weird.
Friday night started a pretty bad acid reflux event – I think it was all the worry about Keren and Charlie traveling. I started another round of stomach medicine and slept at an angle, but all weekend my voice was hashed and I had that dumb cough that accompanies it. Sunday, though, my face hurt in a weird way. (Sam, do not say “It’s killing me.”)
Monday morning I went to work but my face still had that weird ache and I thought I might have a fever. Sure enough, a low-grade one. To be a Responsible Citizen, I took a Covid test and was flabbergasted when it was positive.
I was sent home. It is so weird being allowed to be sick. I cranked up the heat in this house because I’m so cold and have slept A LOT. The only miserable thing is that when I have a runny nose, I sleep flat on my back so it can drain (gross, I know). However, the stomach thing is still happening so I need to be at an angle. I’m sleeping, but in short bursts.
That’s all from Lake Wobegone. Off to bed to try and sleep some more.