Honestly, I thought I was probably immune at this point.I mean sure, I got the first vaccine back and the first booster in 2021 but after that nothing. Managed to avoid getting after my wife and son went through it. I remember finishing his half eaten apple the day before he tested positive!
Well finally happened, holy shit no joke. First day I was basically in the fetal position with a 40° fever in full sweatsuit and blanket just writhing. Didn’t sleep much for like 30 hours. Things felt a lot better day 2 until the blocked nose and everything starting tasting super bland. Most surprising almost no cough for me.
It’s now day 3 and I feel almost fully recovered, I assume 1 or 2 more days and I’ll be fine. Sort of relieved to get it over with but really don’t want to go through that again. Just in case there are others out there like me 3.5 years COVID free, we are probably more lucky than immune.
Anyway, don’t know why I posted this other than the fact I’m starved for attention after isolating for 3 days in my room.
I have a similar story. My partner and I had gotten sick right after thanksgiving. Something that one of her family members had. We tested negative for everything, but we felt absolutely fucking awful. What started as a minor sinus infection quickly spread to our throats and chests, and the coughing kept us awake every night.
After the first week, we went to the local doc-in-the-box urgent care. He officially diagnosed us with “The Gunk.” He assumed it was viral, so there wasn’t much to do besides wait for it to go away on its own.
My partner can’t take decongestants due to some other medicine interactions, and the pharmacies were all backordered anyways. They told us it’d probably be a one month wait before we could fill my prescription. Gee, that’s helpful. So we settled in for what we hoped was the downward curve. Turns out, it wasn’t. We were sick for another two weeks, so three weeks total.
By this time, it’s nearly Christmas. I had been gone from work for too long, but the office was planning on taking a break between Christmas and New Years. So I go back into the office to hurriedly play catch-up before the Christmas break. I briefly spoke with my coworker at the coffee maker, but besides that it was just me at my desk.
She went home halfway through the day, because she started feeling sick. She tested positive for COVID. She was literally the only person (besides my partner) I had spoken to in the past two weeks. Three days later, (just in time for Christmas) I tested positive. I spent the entire Christmas/New Years break holed up in my room, isolating from everyone (including my partner!)
Merry fucking Christmas to me. I go back to work for one day and catch it, after having been COVID-free for the two years prior.
For what it’s worth, The Gunk was way worse than COVID. COVID just gave me some mild chills and body aches. The Gunk was a fucking nightmare, but COVID was practically a (very lonely) Christmas break.