I have COVID.
Fuck it.
Okay, the good things:
- I'm not majorly unwell. If these were pre-COVID times, I'd be going into work.
- Everything I was doing for the next week has been postponed or cancelled.
- The MTC moved our Friday theatre tickets out until next Friday.
- I did a big shop yesterday.
- I don't want to eat, so keeping to the diet is easy.
- I've got a doctor's appointment for tomorrow lunchtime.
- Friends are being marvelous with offers of stuff.
On the not so good side of things:
- Everything tastes like a mix of cardboard and metal
- I'm low on energy.
- Concentrating is a bit hard.
- And I'm bloody grumpy. I've been grumpy for a few days.
The thing is, we don't have to isolate any more. But I'm going to keep to myself until this is clear. There's a newborn baby next door and my downstairs neighbour is immuno-compromised. If I do end up going outside, I'll be wearing a mask.
Hopefully I don't get too much crooker.
Stella, who was on the knitting camp also has it, so I think I know where it came from.
I think the doctor will be putting me on antivirals. We'll see. I was told that if I get it to call her. I've done that.
All will be well.
And for the moment, I'm going to watch Derry Girls from bed.
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