MY WEEK, SO FAR

I guess my week’s adventure probably started on Saturday night, but I was unaware at the time.  So unaware.

Since it has finally quit blizzarding, and raining, and hailing, I’ve been pretty darned busy out in my yard and gardens.  My bedding plants needed transplanting, the grass needed mowing, the weeds needed to die, plus there were tree replacements to get in the ground at the campground and a yard sale to prepare for.  It’s just been one day after another, getting stuff done - all work and no play. 

So, when I was invited out to a community event on Saturday night I thought “why not?”  I could use a break so I accepted.

Sunday dawned – the day I had vowed I would get my vegetable garden planted.  The soil had been tilled many times but it was so wet that conditions were not good – instead of soft, fluffy dirt I had the equivalent of broken bricks to work with. But, time was ticking by and the seeds had to go into the ground.  It was a long exhausting day but I got the job done.  As I texted to my Farmer …. Halle-le-freaking-lu-yah!  I put my tools away and called it a day.

Monday’s jobs were taking care of some business things in town in the morning and mowing grass in the afternoon.  I had some serious sneezing spells late in the day but blamed it on the poplar fluff.

Tuesday I woke up aching from head to toe.  What did I expect? Sunday’s gardening had been a long and grueling day.  Ignore it and it will go away.  I had weeding to do in my flower beds.  Keep on trucking, old girl: there’s work to do!

Except that I just couldn’t.  It was warm out but I needed a jacket.  I actually lay down to watch the noon news and fell asleep.  You have no idea how rare this is – like the ‘never’ kind of rare.  When I got back up I decided I would take it easy for the afternoon and just do some computer work.  I had to give that up eventually because I was shivering so bad I couldn’t type.  What the heck was going on?

I decided to check my temperature and dug out the never-been-out-of-the-box digital thermometer I had bought in March of 2020 – you know, in case we needed it, but we never did.  It still didn’t click what I was likely dealing with.  My temperature was only slightly up, but it occurred to me that I did have another test at my disposal.  Why not do a Covid test too? 

I did the test, watched one line appear, congratulated myself on being negative, and lay down for a second nap on the same day!  I awoke to a second line and the truth an hour later.  I had the plague, after all.

I mustered what strength I could, wiped down all the common surfaces I could think of, dug out the masks, moved myself to a different bedroom, and changed pillow cases for the Farmer.  They are not done seeding and he does not have time to be sick (or so I’ve been told).  I went to bed with my new best friend Advill.

Wednesday is a blur.  More Advill.  More naps.  Sleeping fully clothed with extra blankets.  Coughing.  Coughing.  Coughing.

Thursday: I made it to 10:30 before I required Advill and I did manage to vacuum the house, do a load of laundry, and get something into the slow cooker for supper so I’d have to say things were on the upswing. Also, a dear friend delivered soup and buns to my deck table – she probably saved my life.

Even so, it was off to bed with Advill and a new box of Kleenex by 8:30.  When I’m done, I’m done.

Friday dawned clear and bright.  So far I only require a light jacket to keep from shivering.  I haven’t taken an Advill all day (it’s noon).  Not only that, I’ve finally mustered the oomph to bring in two water jugs from the car (coffee is an amazing incentive) and I’ve wandered around my gardens to see which of the weeds pose the biggest threat of taking over my world.  I don’t have the energy to do anything about it so far, but I want to be prepared.

 I do believe I’m going to pull through.

I can’t imagine what It would have been like without being fully vaccinated – oh wait, maybe I can … I would have ended up in the hospital and maybe on a ventilator, if not worse.  As it is I stayed home, required no medical intervention, made a new best friend in Advill, and it only took three bad days. I still have to shake this cough so I’m giving it a few more days before I declare it’s really over, but I think I’ve got this beat.

The jury is still out on if I need a nap today, or not.