Day 491 – A while

If there’s one thing that is becoming very evident, it’s that this Covid crap is going to take some time to get rid of. If this were flu, it would have been horrible, but it would be on its way out. This feels like it’s going to last forever.

I’m going to spend the weekend sitting out in the sun to try and help the process along.

Day 490 – Virus protection

Spotted online earlier, this small (but very irritating) survey:

There are a number of different reasons that I think a vaccine might work better than prayer when it comes to preventing Covid infection, but at the end of the day, that doesn’t matter. If half the country aren’t going to take the vaccination (for whatever reason), then we’re stuck with this damn virus for longer than we need to be.

Day 489 – Let’s go!

A little better today. More food, more movement, a little more energy. Finally.

Things must be getting better – the beagle wasn’t crying outside the spare bedroom door this morning.

I don’t expect to be running marathons any time soon, but it has been great to feel a bit more human again.

I’ve been mixing sleep with some time downstairs, even watching a bit of Olympics. But I’m ready to hunker down and get a good night’s sleep to keep the progress going now.

Day 487 – Hot stuff

A sudden change in my Covid experience. While my previous issues with temperature over the last week seemed to be wholly around not being able to get warm, I now have the opposite thing going on. Boiling hot and sweating like a pig in a butchers shop.

Does this change mark a turning point in the infection? I hope so, because it’s quite annoying, so I’d like it to have a upside.

Yesterday was really rough, but I think we’re all a little better today. The kids have been at online school, and Mrs 6000 and I shared an hour in the sunshine this morning before I comprehensively overheated. I also managed some solid food for the first time in 7 days. I still can’t do much without needing to stop for air, but baby steps…

Fingers crossed that things are on the mend, then. My sats remain OK, and so it looks like I’ve avoided a trip to hospital. Lying in bed for a week in massively overrated. Lying in a hospital bed would surely be even worse.

Thanks again for all your messages of support. All very much appreciated.