Boston, or should I say Isolation…

The cat’s already out of the bag – if you missed in see my earlier post ‘The Dreaded lurgy…‘ But we’re not quite there yet. Monday I woke up late. I was still tired, had a headache and was dehydrated. I thought, I probably just need to drink more (more water to be clear!). Even though I had been drinking a lot. When April sent at email advising that several people in North can tested positive for COVID I was a little concerned, but I was sure that I’d be fine and I felt OK.

Monday afternoon was an excursion to the Laundromat – the first time in probably 20 years or so, since our washing machine broke and I went with Mum. It was relatively painless and all seemed to work OK – I skipped washing the FPS shirts, but apart from that I had a fresh complement of clean clothes. The stains that I hadn’t noticed my jeans when I packed them even came out. I walked home, started to think that I should probably do some revision for my exam on Tuesday night. It was leftover pizza for dinner and sleep.

I woke up on Tuesday and I was much less sure that I definitely didn’t have COVID – see the post above for more details. The one thing I forgot to mention is my iPhone also sent an exposure notification saying that I had probably been exposed which added to my worry. However, RAT test was negative and I had an exam that night, so I wasn’t going anywhere anyway.

I moved the TV over to my desk as a second monitor and started to so some review for the exam. I also order UberEats McDonalds to munch on while I was studying. The exam when surprisingly well, even though I wasn’t feeling great I didn’t find it too hard and I’m hopeful that I should do pretty well. By this time I was definitely feeling poor so it was into bed even though sleep wouldn’t come I had the fever, hot’n’colds and body aches to keep me company.

Wednesday I felt slightly better or I tried to convince myself I did, but though I tried to rationalise avoiding it with how I was feeling I knew I had to take another RAT test before I could travel tomorrow. It came back as I knew it would, even though hoping it wouldn’t – I was positive. I wasn’t happy.