Literally, it seems. Yep, once again, I chose to come out of my hermit hole and hob-nob amongst the hoi polloi and -- WHAM! I get hit! Hit with a nasty ass virus.
This one was just like the one I wrote about in this post from October 2023 shortly after I had done the Mini Americana Tour and a quick little IOA visit, both which could have been the culprit. Most acutely marked by violent shaking chills. Just like I had this morning, or was it this afternoon, I'm not sure time doesn't make sense today that's how out of it I've been.
I had another bout of some viral issue be it a cold or flu as I dutifully recorded here in May of last year, but since I didn't mention the violent shaking chills, it may have been of a different variety. Yes by the way, as I think I've mentioned in at least one of those posts, I get colds or flus so rarely that I can log them here and keep track of them easily enough as they only happen once every other year or so. Unless I go galivanting to dirty dirty cities, via dirty dirty airports, on dirty dirty airplanes.
I found this little brochure-like graphic that I think explains what I'm going through.
Admittedly I have no idea what my temperature was throughout the height of my symptoms earlier today since my thermometer battery died a long time ago and I never bothered to get it replaced. Plus, when you live alone and no one is there to care for you and you're suffering through this shit you're not about to go get your thermometer fuck around and take your temperature all that takes energy when you have none. Same with the Covid test. Yes I got about three tests left from the free handouts, but I didn't bother taking any, and now that the symptoms are starting to abate, I really don't give a fuck. So what if I had Covid? I don't care anymore. At this point, if it was, and it's so easily gotten over, isn't it the same as a cold or a flu, so what's the big bugaboo anymore?
Yes "gotten over" is the key term here, it's not even 24 hours and I feel much better. 100% better? No. But about 80% better. And I'll take that.
I guess it's one of the inconveniences one must deal with if you're going to interact with your fellow human beings. I frankly would prefer not having to, but, then again, what you going to do? I used to think people just burn me up by irritating me to no end, but I guess there are other ways to do it.
Oh, here you go, as implied by the header image, here's a little Peggy Lee for ya...
EDIT: Oh I spoke too soon. By midnight my symptoms including a slightly milder form of the shivering chills came back. Took more analgesics and headed back to bed. Fitful night of sleep, but at least I did sleep and now, 8:00 the next day, I'm back to maybe 60%.
EDIT 2: WTF! I'm better for a few measly hours, even went to do a small bit of shopping that I badly needed and now just around sunset some, what, three days after the onset of this thing the chills are back! Chills, in 90 degree heat and shit? I searched around the house and guess what, I found a thermometer that isn't out of juice. I must have bought it last time I got sick. I don't even remember. Temp 97.6 so I don't have a fever or this thermometer is crap. That's what I usually run when I get my temp taken at the doctor's office so I guess that's normal. Then if it's not "viral fever," what is this? Yep, I got the tests, let's check it out:
OMG! I got COVID Mothafucka!
That's it. If I survive, I'm NEVER going out of my house again! I will order everything delivered, and they will leave it on the step, and I will spray it down before I take it in and I will wrap myself in tinfoil blankets like Michael McKean did in Better Call Saul (I don't care if he was "allergic" to electricity, a phobia's a phobia, bitch!) and maybe I'll go on my cruise in September but it'll be like this:
Shit, with a get-up like that, I best be avoidin' those cabins with upside-down pineapples displayed by their door... if you know, you know.
