Saturday I told Dusty “I’m getting sick” and spent the day with the pre sickness feeling. I took extra vitamin C and a long afternoon nap hoping to boost my immune system even a tad.
Sunday it hit. I could barely stay awake. I was nauseous and my head felt full of cotton. I couldnt focus well and lost my appetite. I tend to get sinus infections and while this felt worse than normal, the symptoms all lined up. No big deal.
Monday it didn’t get better. I made it through my work day but barely. I was exhausted. I was nauseous no matter if it ate or didn’t eat. If I stood up or sat or laid down. It was always there. I fell asleep at 8 pm thankful that the next day was a day off.
Tuesday was supposed to be home visits. Once every three months I travel home to home providing care to those who are house or bed bound. Nobody else in the area does it because it doesn’t pay at all and is basically a net loss but I don’t care. People need help so I give it. Except this month I canceled due to COVID. While I always mask and glove I don’t have enough gowns to change from home to home and I didn’t think it was safe.
I spent the day sleeping and binge watching the fourth season of 13 Reasons Why. I wondered why on earth I was still so darn tired. The only time I left my house was to get my drive through pre surgery COVID test done that morning. I had to get my second negative before Friday (tomorrow) to perform the two surgeries I had on the schedule.
Wednesday I had a half day at the wound center. I had my temp checked, normal, and wore my mask as always. I was looking forward to the afternoon off and collapsed in bed as soon as I got home.
This afternoon I was about to start my afternoon list of appointments when my cell phone rang. It was the hospital. My COVID test was positive. No more work. No surgeries. No wonder I have been feeling so crappy.
My life is currently in turmoil. I had to cancel both surgeries which completely screwed over both people who had set the time aside to recover. I called a colleague who can get them in next week because who knows when I’ll be allowed back in. I also had to cancel the rest of today plus all of next week. Sucks to have survived all of April with no patients and then have June destroyed by this. Nothing else to do though. Maybe I’ll still have a practice come fall. I’m honestly not sure if I will.
I sent both my employees off to get tested, paid for by me, as well as my son and husband. Thankfully I always wear a mask (little good that it did) and we sterilize every surface between every patient. I also have no life so outside of work and my immediate household, I’ve been in contact with nobody since Friday. Even before that the only person I had to inform was my instructor who I stayed more than 6’ from the entire time. Though I did use her tack. She works for an ambulance company and transports COVID patients all day for work so is already highly exposed but still.
That’s it. No stores or restaurants or anywhere else. Just home and work so that’s good.
One good thing to come of this is that I can start to be nicer to myself. I don’t like being sick and I dont like feeling like a wimp. So I’ve been a bit hard on myself for getting so down with a stupid sinus infection. Only it isn’t a stupid sinus infection. It’s COVID and I’m allowed to be down. So I’m in bed right now wearing my mask and keeping the kiddo and hubby away until they get their test results back.
2020 isn’t going very well for me.