Y12 D27

So here's something interesting:

For the last few months B has been feeling super lethargic (chronic fatigue, CFS), sleeping problems, and straining to take super deep breaths.  You know, COVID symptoms, but without any of the other symptoms. It started early this year, but we thought it was just rundown from her cousin’s funeral, holidays, etc. Then the state of the world, lockdown, etc.

Yesterday her and I were reading an article about POST COVID issues people have been having. It described her to a T. A big one being CFS. Now we’re both thinking how the heck can you have POST symptoms for something you never had?? Well this got us to thinking. I was super sick in December and sent this on 12/11 to my coworkers:

As of right now I am not 100% sure I will be able to deliver Monday’s class. I have been sick for nearly a week and a half. I nearly passed out twice at client, have almost no voice left, and today started coughing up blood with a bloody nose from coughing so hard.

Yeah. And for those weeks in late Nov and Dec, think about where I was and what airports I went through: SEA-TAC, DFW, SAC, O’Hare, Philly, and Detroit Metro – ALL later to be found as hotspots. We’re seriously wondering if we both had an early COVID that I picked up on the road, brought home, and gave to B. It just didn’t have a name yet. Given the two – three week incubation period, the timeline fits.

You know me, I get things WAY before they’re cool.

The shitty part is they're still learning what post COVID looks like. Who knows what this has done to her immune system. Not worried about mine. I just keep chugging along.

We did some house cleaning yesterday plus got B packed for her trip. I got up early to wait for the grocery delivery which got delayed 3 hours and then they didn't get half the stuff on the list. WTF? Never using that service again. Now we have to go to the store this morning to get the last things she needs. Lovely.

Water changes on the tanks. Laundry. Typical Sunday shit. For dinner I made a lasagne. Good size too that only left a little leftovers perfect for a lunch.

This week is more fucking busy work. Next week I have three days of classes, then a holiday, then a week off thank god.

Oh the kid called me yesterday for Father's Day. She's having a rough time. Her boyfriend lost his job, the dog is starting its heartworm treatment, and her old dog at home had a stroke and died. Good times right there. She's hanging in though. On the workfront she is being promoted to Art Director after she takes some management classes so there's that. Find the silver lining.

That's all for now kids.