Two-and-a-half years in, and the virus finally gets me. Symptom-wise, I had chronic fatigue and a horrible head-cold at the worst, then just felt kind of blah. Not good, but could've been much worse from what I've heard!
Earlier this month I was feeling like crap. I took a COVID test and it immediately came up positive. My sister, drawing on two years of experience teaching in the pandemic, was quick to help and tell me what to do. I was also lucky enough to quickly get a hold of my family doctor, who went above and beyond to reach out and consult with my Respiratory specialist in order to get me a specific medication. Work was notified (thankfully I had my laptop) and home care postponed.
With that accomplished, the isolation had begun!
I got my own bathroom for the duration, and my sister was great at setting up part of our kitchen and basement exclusively for me. I had what amounted to my own mini-bar of water, snacks, and ginger ale. Meals were quickly and safely delivered or, when it was fast food, basically thrown to me in the bag.
When I wasn't sleeping, I was watching A LOT of television. So, so thankful for streaming services! In about three weeks, I've made it through:
- The entire fourth season of Stranger Things. Done on evening/night two of isolation with Wendy's takeout (the first time since testing positive that I was able to relax!)
- The whole first season of something called The Imperfects
- Two seasons of Samurai Rabbit
- A marathon of pro-wrestling documentaries
- Two or three Disney movies
- Every episode, so far, of House of the Dragon
- 1.5 seasons of Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes
- Countless amounts of cooking shows, history documentaries, PVR'd stuff, and reruns of Friends and The Big Bang Theory
