In case you didn’t know, my dumb ass got Covid. It’s been an odd week of feeling like death one minute and then wanting to go for a run the next. My roommate and I have been stuck at home, so I can share what’s been happening to me.
First Couple Days
Before we got tested, I had a bit of a headache. It was also New Years, so I assumed I was hungover. As my headache didn’t go away, and my roommate started to feel sick, I borrowed my dads car and took us to the testing center.
The people there are really nice and just making sure everyone is healthy and being taken care of. I did the saline swish thing, and that was a bad idea. I have a weak gag reflex, so I almost threw up everywhere. But whatever.
That night, I was kind of worried it was going to come back positive. If it did, there wasn’t a whole lot I could do besides get batter quick, right?
Spoiler, It Was Positive
For the first little while, headache and weak bones were my big symptoms. Advil made everything better though. At least, at first. Then it got bad. My bones felt worse, my head got stuffy, and I started getting chills. I can’t sleep very much right now either.
With my head feeling so over pressurized that it wants to pop, I’ve only been getting a few hours of sleep a night. Benadryl and Advil are my only saving graces right now. Plus, a lack of appetite and not sleeping, I just need to eat a frick load and sleep for about three days. That’s all I need.
I’m dizzy, dehydrated, and feeling like actual death, or at least, I am half the time. Sometimes, I’m fine. As of right now, I’m actually feeling pretty okay. I’ll have to maybe take some Advil just ’cause I can feel a headache coming back.
I’m no longer considered “contagious” as of the 11th, but I’m going to do my two weeks and stay inside and quarantined. We’ll see how I’m feeling after that. But for now, I’m kind of hungry. So I’ll catch ya later! Stay safe out there!