Yep. I got the feeling that tonight's the night. It's gonna be the end. The end of this horrible COVID that is.
Yes kids, I've been afflicted with the Big C. Well, luckily, not THAT Big C, (not yet) but the other one. The one that's caused so much joy this decade. I held out and due to my relatively human-free lifestyle I'd been unaffected by it personally for more than six years now. Until I decided to go to Baltimore.
Baltimore did me in.
But like I've said, it could have been the Orlando airport, the Frontier airplanes, or even some of the stops and gas stations and the like to and from Baltimore within Florida. Who knows? Somebody had it and they gifted it to me. It could have been any multitude of people I'd encountered.
And suffered I did. As you can see above, I still count even today as part of the almost two week long bout of this sickness. Fever, chills, violent shivers, congestion, sneezing, weakness, brain fog, fatigue, muscle ache, joint pain, burning skin, insomnia, severe headaches, loss of taste and smell and weight loss. Now the last part isn't bad, but everything else is. Thankfully most of the symptoms have fully subsided and I still have a little upper chest congestion, some sinus stuffiness, had a little bit of sneezing but that's it, every thing else back to normal.
So that's why I think, the end of the COVID in my body is nigh. Be gone, wickedness! And may ye never come back.