I am writing this a day later, but here goes.
Yesterday started out as any normal day, flogging myself physically, before settling into my work day, then chilling in the evening. In the morning I noticed during a Zwift ride that I was feeling a little down on energy. But, like you do, I dug deep and got the job done. Later that afternoon I was a bit achy, however I put that down to over exertion earlier, and just got on with it. By early evening I was really starting to feel a bit more lethargic, and had an infrequent dry cough, and a slight shortness of breath. Expecting a shopping delivery, I made the decision not to get anywhere near the driver, and instead waited inside for Ann to bring the crates in. Turns out that was a good idea.
By the time bed time came around, which was much earlier than usual, I was ready to hit the sack. Breathing a bit shallow, heart rate up a bit, to the point I was aware of it constantly. I have a pretty low resting heart rate, so any increase is generally noticable for me when I am resting or trying to sleep. At around 4am I woke up, uncomfortable, hot, and restless. Nothing drastic, but I downed a couple of paracetamol to settle things.
This morning I woke up, and definitely felt rough. Chest sore and tight, a little sniffle, hotter than I like to be, and resting heart rate had shot up about 10% (5bpm). Interestingly, for a nerd like me, my Garmin data tracked true, and showed stress levels up, recovery levels down, and RHR up too. All very clever. At this point however I thought it could just be a little bug. So I carried on with my morning routine, and got ready to go out for a walk. Just to be safe, I decided to take an LFT before going out into the wild, and within 5 mins of starting the test, the line had appeared.. It's Covid !
I have never had a positive reading in all the time I have been testing, not even a false, but to be sure I took another, from a different batch, and sure enough, positive. Damnit!
Now a year ago, and definitely before I would have been seriously worried about what was going to come next. Having had friends die from Covid, it's a scary thing, but positive head on here. Double jabbed, and boosted, pretty fit these days, and mild symptoms, it's all good.
As the day went on, I did all the necessary notifications, questionnaires etc, and then made sure I had plenty of fluids. I did notice I was not too interested in food, but still eating enough. Throughout the day my body battery took a dive (Garmin thing), my energy levels went with it, and my breathing stayed shallow. So not to go completely crazy I decided I would have a walk on the treadmill. This of course turned into short running intervals, which turned into a 5k... Like ya do! But it was nice to have a baseline of how I was physically. HR didn't get silly high, was no more breathless than running with a cold, so all was OK.
Thinking I wanted lots of comfort food, I made an order on Woosh, all of which is still just sitting there untouched at the moment. By early evening I can honestly say my interest in food has faded. That said Ann suggested getting a pizza, and for a moment my hunger returned. Needless to day I have a lot of cold pizza for lunch tomorrow.
So far I have taste and smell still. My breathing is a little tight, but SATS are good at 98. A little sniffle, a bit warm, and achy eyeballs, same as I get with flu. Definitely under the weather, all the hallmarks of Covid.
Nightnurse awaits, and see if I can sleep tonight.
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