M gets tested all the time. Twice a week now. She's constantly exposed to covid patients. She also has a crazy immune system that does not show vaccinations. Her T cells are so strong she doesn't actually require antibodies. Her ancestors were from a unique village that survived the plague unscathed. When she gets vaccinations the follow-up test say she wasn't vaccinated. But she does not get sick for the most part, at least not apparently so.
So it is a reasonable assumption that she's bringing the stuff home all the time. But we can't know unless other people in the household get tested.
So before it was a common publicly known disease, by a couple of days, I had what I thought was the worst hangover of my life. I very rarely get any type of hangover so I was just assuming here. I could not lift my head for more than a couple of seconds before dropping back. It was incredibly difficult to roll in the bed. Nausea without vomiting. Just a really God damn bad day. And then it passed.
Three or four months later it happened again. But I hadn't drank anything the day before. I couldn't write it off to the alcohol.
About a week ago I realized I couldn't taste the salt on Ritz crackers. I have ritual concerning Ritz crackers where I place the salty side down on my tongue and enjoy that hit of salt. No longer.
I handed a cracker to M to see if she could taste the salt, maybe it was a bad batch. but we could feel the salt crystals on the crackers so they should be just normal. She couldn't taste it either and we both chalked it up to a bad batch. Not realizing she couldn't taste either.
A day later I open up a different box and we realized neither of us could taste salt and at the same time there's a fizzy feeling on our tongues. Kind of like carbonation, very light but there.
Then the searing foot pain kicked in when I stepped on the floor. Typically anytime I have a foot or ankle go it is only one at a time. I'm used to this type of pain but never in both feet at the same time. And M commented that a couple of her covid patients mentioned the searing foot and hand pain.
I went for a test yesterday but the test center was closed and I have no insurance so I'm not paying for this. I don't go out and do anything anyway, so there is no reason to even test me because I am 100% isolated other than M and the kids (Mjr and boyfriend who she calls husband). Of course the kids go out all the time and pretend to give a s*** about being careful but we know better. Note: the kids are 25 years old plus.
A day ago M's 02 was 70. But she felt just fine and refused to go to the hospital. I kept checking to see if she was alive in the middle of the night. She's back to 93 which is perfectly fine for us. Mine never went under 90. since she's showing symptoms she can't work until she tests negative so she's off her test right now at her work.
So it is a reasonable assumption that she's bringing the stuff home all the time. But we can't know unless other people in the household get tested.
So before it was a common publicly known disease, by a couple of days, I had what I thought was the worst hangover of my life. I very rarely get any type of hangover so I was just assuming here. I could not lift my head for more than a couple of seconds before dropping back. It was incredibly difficult to roll in the bed. Nausea without vomiting. Just a really God damn bad day. And then it passed.
Three or four months later it happened again. But I hadn't drank anything the day before. I couldn't write it off to the alcohol.
About a week ago I realized I couldn't taste the salt on Ritz crackers. I have ritual concerning Ritz crackers where I place the salty side down on my tongue and enjoy that hit of salt. No longer.
I handed a cracker to M to see if she could taste the salt, maybe it was a bad batch. but we could feel the salt crystals on the crackers so they should be just normal. She couldn't taste it either and we both chalked it up to a bad batch. Not realizing she couldn't taste either.
A day later I open up a different box and we realized neither of us could taste salt and at the same time there's a fizzy feeling on our tongues. Kind of like carbonation, very light but there.
Then the searing foot pain kicked in when I stepped on the floor. Typically anytime I have a foot or ankle go it is only one at a time. I'm used to this type of pain but never in both feet at the same time. And M commented that a couple of her covid patients mentioned the searing foot and hand pain.
I went for a test yesterday but the test center was closed and I have no insurance so I'm not paying for this. I don't go out and do anything anyway, so there is no reason to even test me because I am 100% isolated other than M and the kids (Mjr and boyfriend who she calls husband). Of course the kids go out all the time and pretend to give a s*** about being careful but we know better. Note: the kids are 25 years old plus.
A day ago M's 02 was 70. But she felt just fine and refused to go to the hospital. I kept checking to see if she was alive in the middle of the night. She's back to 93 which is perfectly fine for us. Mine never went under 90. since she's showing symptoms she can't work until she tests negative so she's off her test right now at her work.