Covid

So Ryan had a work trip to Arizona the middle of November...  all was well, until he returned.  He got back on a Saturday, and by Sunday he was down.  Down with tiredness and mainly a cough... and sore throat.  He was down until Thursday... so a solid 4 days.  Not fun.  

We all stayed away...  but by Friday, I was exhausted.  I took a nap during the day and just didn't feel right.  Friday night I slept awful, and Saturday I woke exhausted and had a sore throat and cough.  I was so pissed.  Saturday I rested most of the day...  coughed all day...  

Sunday I woke miserable.  I felt like I was swallowing knives...  I thought for sure I had strep.  Nope - Covid.  Thankfully (or maybe not), it's not the Covid that hit the world hard in 2020.  Doctors are treating this as a nasty common cold, however, the downtime is a solid 5 days, or more.  

I was devastated...  cried, sad, mad.  I absolutely hate being sick. It's a waste of days, waste of time, then so much worry about what I'm missing, and even more worry about the rest of the family getting it.  It just literally makes my skin boil - I hate it so much. 

Right now I'm on day 3.5 I think.  My throat is so sore...  runny nose... terrible, deep cough...  and wiped out.  But I can't relax enough or stop coughing to even take a nap.  So frustrating.