This time it actually IS covid

Last Wednesday he had a site meeting with the contractors and architects on the ADU. All of us standing out there talking. Later that day one of the contractors went home sick.

Friday morning my wife woke up sick and tested positive for covid. We all removed to different parts of the house, and all masked in the common spaces. Still I'd slept in the same room with her all Thursday night.

Last night I started feeling really tired and went to bed early. This morning I woke with a headache so bad I engaged in emesis. Two imitrex, four ibuprofen, two sudafed, and some THC later, I could stand up and walk around and talk even though the headache was clearly still lurking. But I started coughing, not my regular throat-gunk cough but a lung gunk cough. And I just felt like a truck had hit me. Out of an overabundance of caution I tested.

Yep. Covid.

So, anyway, spouse and I are on the SAME floor of the house now, and the other residents are trying to remain as far away as possible, and we are all still masking in the common (kitchen, bathroom) spaces.

Seriously. I feel like someone vacuumed all the ATP out of my cells.