Managed to dodge Covid for 2 years despite definite big exposure way back at the start of the pandemic.
Triple vaxxed, booster was 6 months ago.
But I guess this is omicron.
Positive home test yesterday. Thought I had a cold so was surprised to get 2 lines. But with hindsight I’ve had it a few days.
On Friday at work I had to take my bra off because my ribcage was so uncomfortable. I had had a negative Lamp test at work the day before. But now I know that symptom was definitely the rona.
So today I’m day 2 of positiveness. Woke up feeling like crap. Aching all over. Coughing, snotty, palpitations. Chest still in a vice. Everything an effort. Can’t decide if I’m hungry or not. Feel very tired but also restless. My normal Sunday would include a 5 mile run.
At least it’s an absolutely beautiful day so I can sit in the garden and listen to the birds.
Managed to cut the lawn but then had to have a lie down and now can’t move.
Bored out of my mind.
Partner away for the weekend but coming back later. At least he doesn’t mind sharing my air even though I have the plague.
It’s very strange to be an anxiety sufferer at the moment because basically EVERYONE is anxious so it’s the new normal.
I would never have thought that a pandemic would cure my anxiety but it appears to be doing so.
I think it is partly because as I have said above everyone else is anxious too. Also, the Covid-19 pandemic puts absolutely everything else going on in my life into perspective.
None of that divorce shit, or work-related stress matters anymore. The fact that I might die because of my job (I’m a doctor) makes me feel strangely calm. It might make no sense to anyone else but me, but basically for the past 2 years I have had continuous worries that one day I’ll become suicidal. It’s a frequent rumination of mine.
But now, because I am at risk of succumbing to Covid it’s taken those thoughts away.