It’s been a while since I blogged under this title. It seems like nobody talks about Covid anymore. People have moved on. And I won’t deny that it felt like things have shifted a fair amount. Honestly, I was ready to talk about how we’ve successfully got through the summer, how it felt like things were looking up all around and yes, we are still careful, but could actually “do things” again.
But then, I started to hear from so many people that they had gotten Covid recently. Not anyone in my personal bubble here, but friends back home, friends of friends, and most recently my aunt and uncle and my brother-in-law. Again.
Well, and then after 2.5+ years, I finally tested positive for Covid myself ten days ago.
How did I get it?
That’s always the million dollar question, right? Some people have a hunch where they got it. Me? I swear, for a brief second, it felt like it can now be transmitted through the Internet (because I didn’t know anyone personally around me who had Covid).
This is to say, I have no freaking clue where I got exposed, and I’ve been wracking my brain over it. I hadn’t been anywhere (other than the grocery stores) and as someone who has still been masking up everywhere and has still been more cautious than most other people, I wish I could say, “yep, there was this one situation where I let my guard down and that is how it happened”, but that wasn’t the case. For all I know, I’ve been as careful as ever and Covid still slipped through, mind you, during a time when community transmission levels in our county are really low. (Now I am wondering how reliable those numbers are at this point anyway).
I know, I know, it was bound to happen at some point. I wasn’t under the illusion that I would magically dodge this virus forever, and I am awfully glad that I dodged it as long as I did, but I still feel extra-duped that I got sick. It honestly is driving me bonkers to not be able to identify the “weak spot”.
My Covid Timeline
Thursday morning, I worked out as usual and had a very productive morning. I felt totally fine – until I didn’t. In the afternoon, I was all of a sudden hit with a sore throat, a headache and major fatigue. I was surprised and a bit suspicious and out of precaution, took a Covid test. But it was negative, and I chalked the symptoms up to my (recurring) issues with heartburn (although I had been symptom-free for a while).
I stopped work a little early and decided to lie down and rest… and then I pretty much just slept for the next 48 hours. I did not even get up to eat. I was completely and utterly exhausted. I took another test on Saturday and that one was positive in an instant. A PCR test on Sunday confirmed the diagnosis.
Thankfully, I was able to take last week off from work to rest and recover. My symptoms were relatively mild overall, and my main symptom was fatigue. I just wanted to sleep for days (I took a lot of naps even though I’m usually not much of a napper!). My other symptoms dissipated quickly and I feel almost back to normal (the real test will be when I get back on my Peloton and my runs).
I am really bummed that I got Covid when I got it, as I had an appointment to get my second booster next week. Luckily, Jon got his booster two weeks ago and even though I ended up giving Covid to him (almost impossible to avoid in a small apartment), he hardly had any symptoms at all and I think he got the booster just in time and it really worked in his favor.
The most frustrating thing for me though?
The current health guidelines are crap. I do not see how we’re going to get through a fall/winter surge with the guidelines being as lax as they are. I feel like we’re all out fighting for ourselves now. As highly transmittable as the virus seems to be now, how is it okay to not quarantine when someone in your household is sick? How is it okay to stop isolation after 5 days, if you still have symptoms (even if improved) and you’re still testing positive? This all does not make sense to me. Even though it looks like I’ve gotten through it mostly unscathed and should have some immunity for now, I somehow feel more vulnerable than ever before. I took every precaution and I was still not able to protect myself from getting infected (even if the infection was relatively mild thanks to vaccines and boosters, which – duh! – I understand is the whole point!).
Still, this all just confirms one thing for me: this ain’t over til it’s over.