Greetings from COVID land. COVID is certainly nothing to sneeze at.
Shame, shame on COVID. Today, COVID knocked me on my skinny arse. Day Three has not been fun. I am exhausted. I literally cannot move. And by the by, this never happens to me.
Convalescing in the Hamptons
Thank goodness it is warm outside and not raining in the posh Hamptons. I was able to ‘isolate,’ and ‘alienate’ myself from the rest of the family by staying outside on a lounge chair.
Hold your damn horses. Yes, I am convalescing on a lounge chair in the Hamptons, the sun is shining, and I can hear the ocean waves breaking along the shore. However, this is not a sexy tale. I am laying under a warm, chenille cuddle blanket from COSTCO with my trusted Havanese, Latte at my side.
I am also hacking, coughing, hacking, choking and gagging all day. Better to be outside than pollute the entire house with COVID germs.
I know, such a pretty picture, right?
As the day progressed, I noticed that my condition was worsening. How could I not? I was coughing more, and I started getting ‘flu-like’ symptoms. Still no fever, and certainly not the end of the world.
However, by the end of the day, I felt as if I was melting into the couch.
Then I wondered, ‘is my breathing labored’? It was becoming more and more difficult for me to breathe through my mask. Yes, the Jewess hypochondriac in me now was running this derailed COVID train. To be clear, it is not easy to wear a mask when you are battling COVID.
To make sure I was getting enough oxygen, I searched the house for the Pulse Oximeter. I bought that gadget at the beginning of the pandemic 2.5 years ago. Thankfully, the battery still worked (it was made in China).
Good news! I was alive and there was oxygen in my blood. I breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded to cough.
Last night, the coughing was getting worse, the fatigue was getting worse, and I felt feverish. My chest was hurting from all the coughing, and now I detected a ‘wheeze.’ Paleeze, the time had come for me to take the antiviral Paxlovid.
Doctors do advise not to take Paxlovid if you are experiencing a mild strain of COVID. However, I felt my body was deteriorating. I thought I could fight through COVID, but alas, I could not.
I am grateful to be fully vaccinated and have access to COVID antiviral drugs. As I go through this journey, it saddens me to know how many innocent lives were lost to this virus because people simply chose not to get vaccinated.
Please, please get vaccinated and boosted.
To be continued…
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Leave it to Gay to make this funny! Masked hugs and good wishes from your friends in Rome.