Friday, July 30th I received the dreaded text message that I had been exposed to someone who test positive for COVID-19. I wasn’t upset because I love this person and I know they didn’t mean to give it to me. It wasn’t long after that I started getting random headaches.

Being cautious that I didn’t spread it to anyone including my Dad became top priority. Not leaving the house until I was able to be test Sunday was the only option. Saturday the headache came and didn’t go away like it had Friday. I am always congested so that is nothing new but Saturday a runny nose was added.

Sunday morning I woke up and there was no doubt in my mind that I had COVID-19. Granted it was flu like symptoms with being achy. After getting tested less than 30 minutes later I got the call that I was positive. Immediately I knew I was okay and continued being quarantined.

After reading more information I found that I wasn’t to be around my dogs. Needless to say Sunday night I didn’t sleep very well with them not being in the bed. Sierra and Brownie had a dental cleaning appointment for Tuesday and I couldn’t risk them contracting it.

Turning Point Tuesday

Tuesday I started getting a little dehydrated. Thankfully my Mom met me at the gas station so that she could pump my gas so that I wasn’t infecting anyone else. My gaslight and I have seem to have a toxic relationship but that’s another story. Mom was bringing my dogs to me too so it worked out. Dropping the dogs off we parked 20′ apart and let them come to me so that I wasn’t near anyone.

Chest pains started but they weren’t in one specific area. For fear of worrying my parents I didn’t mention it. Instead I wrote down all my passwords, got all my power of attorney documentation out so it was available and wrote little notes to my immediate family.

Being prepared for the worst

Typing out my actions for this post sounds pretty drastic. The unknown was the scariest part. My thought process is I would rather have it and not need it then need it and not have it. As the afternoon continued my chest pains seemed to get worse. As I was about to fall asleep my Alexa started going off without anyone else in the room.

Tuesday evening I ended up taking myself to the emergency room. I debated on going all afternoon and decided to go just in case. The experience was less than pleasurable. It was so unpleasant there will be a whole additional blog about the experience.

Just after 1am Wednesday morning I was released. I went home immediately and went straight to bed. Finally, I was able to actually get some rest. I slept the majority of Wednesday and Thursday. So much that I don’t remember the two days and didn’t eat at all.

Friday was the turning point where I began to feel like a human. I took a shower and around 8pm called Dad to see what he was doing for dinner. Dad informed me that he didn’t think I was going to eat since I hadn’t eaten in two days.

My Dad and I have a different thought process.

Knowing my Dad all I could do was laugh. Along with laughing now I joke with him that I he was just going to let me starve to death. For the man who doesn’t miss a meal he sure wasn’t thinking about me eating.

Saturday I felt better but still laid around all day. Backsliding wasn’t an option because I knew I had things to do and couldn’t afford to be down longer than needed.

Sunday was even better and I was ready to get out of the house. Thank goodness my room is big and my bathroom is right there but staring at the same walls for 10 days isn’t my idea of fun.

The start of a new week

Monday I met the CDC Guidelines to go out in public. Thankfully I was able to work from home Monday. Catching up on laundry and preparing to start back in the office. I haven’t always been blessed to work for an amazing company. My company believes in a work/life balance which is a blessing for someone who use to be on call all the time.

Tuesday at work was busy since I had been out for a week. The lingering fatigue was still there. Even though I didn’t go to sleep immediately I was in bed by 7:30pm.

Just wanting to taste or smell

I still couldn’t taste or smell anything. You would think not being able to taste you wouldn’t eat much. I did the exact opposite because I prayed there was something I could taste.

A friend searched and said people can taste cheese and chocolate chip cookies. I was so excited to taste SOMETHING. Someone sent me a video from TikTok that was a hack to be able to smell and taste again. At this point what did I have to lose.

TikTok’s hack included coconut oil, rosemary essential oil and peppermint essential oil. I couldn’t put it in my Amazon cart fast enough for it to get here and me to try it. It actually worked! I still can’t smell or taste like I could BUT there is improvement.

Blessed More Than I Deserve

Being blessed with amazing family and friends helped get me through my time from COVID-19. My Mom, My Dad, My Cousin Heather and Sister all brought me things and made sure to do so from a safe distance. After the 14 days it was nice to be able to give my Mom a BIG HUG!

My thoughts and prayers are with anyone that is dealing with theirselves or a loved one having COVID-19. I know some who haven’t been as fortunate as I was during this whole process.

Please know I am not a doctor and this is just MY experience and what I did for myself. It is in no way a suggestion of what to do.