Hello friends sorry I have been a little MIA over here. I am currently in quarantine. For another day or so. I can’t believe that after more than two years Covid got me. And yes I had the vaccines and that is probably what saved me from having such a bad case.

Last Wednesday night Molly was having one of her bad diarrhea episodes. I had worked late and when I got home Mark told me he had already had to run her outside several times. I spent the night in the chair in the living room so I would hear her when she needed to go out. So when I woke up on Thursday morning feeling like I had been hit by a truck and with a slightly scratchy throat I didn’t think too much about it.

I went to work and felt like crap so I went back home. Once I was at the house I took my temp. It was normal. I checked it again a few hours later and it was a little high. I felt worse. I checked it a little later and it was much higher. I took a home Covid test and it was negative, turns out I took it too early, but I went and got in bed. I had the worst headache I have ever had in my life. It was like a migraine that would not go away. It lasted for almost twenty four hours. My temperature stayed mostly high for two days and then started going down. The headache went away and was replaced with a raspy cough and sore throat. I retested on Saturday morning and I was Covid positive which I had pretty much figured out at that point. So I just went back to bed and that is where I have mostly stayed.

Having Covid is bad enough but the fear that my husband could get it terrifies me. Because of his transplanted kidney he takes immunosuppressants every day. This makes him more susceptible to everything. Luckily it was his long weekend to work so he was not at the house very much. The only problem with that was I had to make sure the babies got taken outside and fed etc etc. until he came home from work.

I stayed upstairs in my bedroom the entire time. I only went downstairs three times a day for very short periods. When I did go downstairs I wore a mask and gloves and didn’t touch anything he would need to touch. I sprayed lysol and bleach spray wherever I went. So far he has had no symptoms. I didn’t actually see him for about four days. He would bring food to the bedroom and place it on a table outside the door. I just pray he has escaped it.

Scruffy has been my constant companion. He has not left my side. Gus also came to visit a few times but I have to say I have barely seen Kitty Kitty. I guess nurturing the sick is just not her thing.

After a few days, when I started to feel better, I messaged work and had them email me a couple of things to work on. I read, I knitted, I worked on the temperature blanket. I watched a couple of movies. And I slept a whole lot.

I think I had a fairly mild case. Other than the headache from Hell and the high temperatures in the beginning it hasn’t been too bad for me. I still tried to go outside almost every day to get fresh air and keep my strength up. Certainly not something I want to experience again but considering how many more people had it worse, so much worse, I consider myself lucky.

How are you doing? How is your week going? Better than mine I hope

Always remember

Love your day you way!!!!!