I am pleased to report that I am now testing negatively for my Covid acquired at the Fringe. it is my first encounter with the disease since it forced its way into the lives of everyone on this planet two and a half years ago.
They say that good things come to those who wait. Well, the same applies to bad things as well. Because it was not worth the wait. For what some internet researchers claim to be a hoax, it packs a punch.
So, what does Covid feel like? The answer is various horrible things all rolled up into one terrible package. Sort of like a demonic platypus that just wants to hurt you.
My strain features blocked sinuses of one of those awful bugs I’d often get around Christmas time at school. There was also the fever that felt similar to mumps and the related fatigue in the aftermath. Then I had pains from coughing I’ve not felt since I had whooping cough aged three years old. It also features a soar throat, but this is nothing new for me with my history of throat issues.
There is nothing original about the disease. It is really just a massive plagiarist, basing its entire existence on nostalgia. But I am pleased to report that I continued having my long dog walks every day. I probably shouldn’t have done this, but I always felt better after the dose of fresh air.
I don’t feel fully recovered and there’s some definite unwelcome Covid residue left. I’m just glad to see that single line appearing on the tests. This is why I try and avoid trends.