Welcome to the plague house, population me. I dislike this intensely. I don't have it as bad as I did the first time back in 2020, but it's not a joy either. The giant horsepill antivirals are almost worse than the Covid. I have trouble taking large pills, so I've been gagging my way through it, but holy crap it sucks. They cause nausea, which is an awesome addition to the cough and fever.
I'm currently sitting here debating how badly I want to go to work today. On one hand, I'll probably be bored if I don't, and I hate to use my sick time. On the other, I didn't sleep great, and I'd kind of like to go back to sleep. Or, there's the other option, which is to go in, and leave early if I get tired. I just don't know. I will think on it.
The rehab suddenly realized that Dad had covid, and is now requiring that we gown up when we go to see him. Whether they retested him, and he was still positive, or if they just didn't act on that info for the first few days, I have no idea. Either way, my sister was a little cranky about it. She tries not to be a Karen, but she's got the Nice White Lady thing down pat.
I'm going to call the case manager on Tuesday and see if we can get some updates on their plans for him. So far, they haven't done all that much, so I kind of want to get a timeline for things.
We're down to 19 days til Disney! Things have been such a mess that I haven't really started getting excited yet.I think we have everything we need except anti chafing cream.
I did finally cave and rent myself a scooter as well. My knees and back kind of prevented me from getting in shape, so I finally admitted to myself that this would be a much easier trip if I just sucked it up and got one. So, now Jess and I will be menaces on our twin scoots.
Okay, I'm going to make a decision here. Nap, or work? I think I'll go in and leave early if I start feeling shitty.
Everyone have a wonderful Sunday!
I'm currently sitting here debating how badly I want to go to work today. On one hand, I'll probably be bored if I don't, and I hate to use my sick time. On the other, I didn't sleep great, and I'd kind of like to go back to sleep. Or, there's the other option, which is to go in, and leave early if I get tired. I just don't know. I will think on it.
The rehab suddenly realized that Dad had covid, and is now requiring that we gown up when we go to see him. Whether they retested him, and he was still positive, or if they just didn't act on that info for the first few days, I have no idea. Either way, my sister was a little cranky about it. She tries not to be a Karen, but she's got the Nice White Lady thing down pat.
I'm going to call the case manager on Tuesday and see if we can get some updates on their plans for him. So far, they haven't done all that much, so I kind of want to get a timeline for things.
We're down to 19 days til Disney! Things have been such a mess that I haven't really started getting excited yet.I think we have everything we need except anti chafing cream.
I did finally cave and rent myself a scooter as well. My knees and back kind of prevented me from getting in shape, so I finally admitted to myself that this would be a much easier trip if I just sucked it up and got one. So, now Jess and I will be menaces on our twin scoots.
Okay, I'm going to make a decision here. Nap, or work? I think I'll go in and leave early if I start feeling shitty.
Everyone have a wonderful Sunday!