As Tuesday progressed, I heard that I had been around someone that had tested positive. And as the evening came, I started sweating all over. For no reason (that I could tell). Then the dry cough started....I knew what it was at that point. Off to the doctor, I went, and sure enough. It was covid.
I should tell you that I am a bit of a germaphobe, or maybe more of a health anxiety person. I don't really stress about much in life. But I tell you, illness will send me spiraling. I have been living with slight panic over getting Covid. I am insulin resistant, overweight, and pre-diabetic. I was convinced I was going to be one that died from it!! Or that I was going to give it to my husband and son, and they would. I think I handled the panic pretty well through this.
My husband and son managed not to get it. Yay! I also managed to sit up at home and log 8+ hours a day while sick. Now, I would go straight to bed after clocking out and sleep until the next morning. Most days. But it never got really bad for me. The fatigue was pretty bad a lot of the time. And if I started coughing I would keep going until I was wracked with pain.But here I am two weeks later. I am hoping to test negative today so that I can actually go back to work. Don't get me wrong. I enjoyed being at home. I enjoyed being able to have lunch in the same room and talk to my guys every day. But they are both back at work/school today. So I am ready to be as well.
That being said. I hope that I have time to sit down and scrapbook this week as well. I have a lot of catching up to do. Weeks worth. I was able to sign on on iNSD for a hot minute and buy some goodies. I might just come back and do a quick haul post. What did you get?