I’m writing this Thursday mid-morning, which is when I woke up. You’ll be reading this Friday, and if my test is negative and I don’t have symptoms, I’ll be back at work. This is like a science-fiction timeline-split situation. I wonder what will happen?
I slept FOREVER this morning because I took some nighttime cold and flu medicine. That was like magic. Tuesday and Wednesday morning I woke up at my usual times, had a cup of coffee to stave off the caffeine headache, then thought, “I’m really not so bad. I bet I could get some stuff done.” Then an hour later I was back in bed. (Rats. I was kind of hoping it would be like that time in my early teaching career when they sent me home with pink eye. I went shopping!)
My runny nose stopped Tuesday morning, and my fever stopped Tuesday night. The cough is so stupid – all it’s doing is popping a cap of mucus out of my throat or it’s only a tickle. There is zero gunk in my lungs, so it’s just a reactive thing. I have a powerful cough syrup that I’ve taken. (Deborah, I even tried honey and whiskey when it got really annoying.) My head hurts pretty steadily, buy Tyenol helps with that. Mostly I’m just tired. Also, I came home on Monday, put pajama pants on, and have not changed or showered since then. I am kind of gross.
I thought maybe I’d experience the taste/smell thing, but nothing except that I seem to experience ‘salt tasting’ on the roof of my mouth? Could I have mutant taste buds? Am I really in a science fiction story??
Alright. Back to bed. It’s only Thursday for me, after all.
UPDATE: I took two tests this morning and am negative. Woo-hoo! They have coverage for the morning but the afternoon is bad because finals are over. I’m going in at noon. Also, I feel pretty normal. Thank you, Jesus!