2024 Life Logs, Day 55: Covid Day 3
Date: Saturday, February 24, 2024
Weather: Overcast, Rain Overnight; High Temp 47, Low 17 degrees F
Location: At Home on Lakeview Avenue, Falmouth MA
The sky is crystal clear tonight, giving the perfect backdrop for the full moon. I was just out with Shadow and got to see the full moon in all of its splendor, but I didn’t stay out long. It is 28 degrees F outside, but Weather Underground says it feels like 18 degrees. There’s not that much wind, but it is coming from the north, and it really feels chilly out there.
Day 3 of Covid was the worst yet. I barely slept last night. Every hour, a cough would wake me up, and then I would spend what seemed like the better part of the next hour trying to get back to sleep. Then I’d cough again, and the cycle would start all over. When I got up this morning, I felt really awful. My temp was 101, so after taking Shadow out for his morning constitutional, I got in the shower in the hopes that would bring my temp down a bit. It did, but I still felt awful. I washed my hair, so I laid down on the living room sofa (with Shadow on top of me) to let it dry and didn’t wake up until almost 2 o’clock. I still felt awful, but I knew I would feel better if I took Shadow out for a walk. I needed to braid my hair first, and I could barely do that. It is the first time in my adult life that I have thought about cutting off my hair. But I was finally able to get it braided, and then went out with Shadow to make our quarter of a mile walk. When I came in, I ate lunch, and laid back down again. This time I didn’t wake up until 7 pm. It’s almost 10 pm now, and I am ready for another long winter’s nap. I am feeling better than I did this morning, so I’m hoping tomorrow morning will be even better. This strain of Covid is miserable, but I know it could be worse. At least I can breathe, and I do not have incessant coughing. So, I’m counting my blessings and hoping today was the worst day and that it will be uphill or at a plateau from here.
