Yesterday day was a worrisome day. On Monday, whilst walking Newton, I had a really itchy nose and sneezed quite a lot. The blossoms are emerging now so I figured it was a spot of hay fever (something I never used to get that seems to get a little bit worse every spring). Then in the evening a sore throat developed.
I gradually felt worse overnight but didn’t have the telltale temperature or persistent cough of coronavirus, yet I still didn’t feel right about returning to work. Thankfully I already had Tuesday night booked off, so I had an extra day to think about it. I did however exile myself to my room in the meantime, to avoid passing anything on to the family.
I spent most of Tuesday, day and night, anxiously and nonsensically scouring the internet for evidence that I conclusively do or do not have coronavirus, therefore allowing me to decide definitively whether I should or should not go to work.
See the problems here? I have a blocked nose, but a stuffy nose is not usually a symptom of covid-19. Depending on which source you read, between 4-6% of people diagnosed will have a stuffy or runny nose. So while I’m roughly 95% sure I don’t have it, the presence of my stuffy nose doesn’t prove that by any means. There’s only one way to be sure, and that’s to get tested. If our NHS staff can’t even get what anyone with half a brain cell would call a VITAL test, well, there won’t be one for the rest of us.
I eventually got to sleep at 5am, but didn’t stay sleeping long because my newly emerged persistent cough kept bloody waking me up. Oh well, at least the decision has now been taken out of my hands. According to NHS 111 online, I must not go to work. These are always the occasions when I’d much rather be at work than at home, but there’s not much to be done about that!
My biggest worry now (apart from passing whatever I have on to the rest of the household) is that if this is just a cold, I’m still able to contract the virus and will have to do isolation all over again at some point. Work might be funny about it, but what else in all good conscience could I do? I’d rather lose my job than unnecessarily put someone else’s life in my hands.
When I made a list last week of fun stuff to do if I ended up being isolated, I hadn’t counted on actually being ill and feeling rotten, so although it’s certainly been a less anxious day I can’t say I’ve done anything productive.
This is now day two of fourteen of only coming out of my room to get food or use the bathroom, so I’d better buck up my ideas and start making use of my time before I get cabin fever!
I’ve been fairly level-headed in the days leading up to now, but one measure I did take (and I’m extremely glad I did) was to get a kettle to keep in my room. That way I don’t have to keep going into the kitchen every time I want a coffee, which is often. As such it’s much like living in a hotel right now. I wonder if I ring my mum for room service she’ll bring me a cooked meal? Hmm, unlikely…
In other news, I no longer have to feel bad about my decision not to return to Slimming World. That’s because yesterday morning it was announced that no-one is – all groups are suspended until further notice.
It seems that the consultants, who are self-employed, are going to get some sort of remuneration from Slimming World. Plus Head Office seem to be working on solutions to keep groups running remotely. I hope they do, for the sake of everyone involved. I know several people whose sole income comes from Slimming World.
I weighed in at home, for once with the approval of my consultant, and lost 4 lbs. My total loss is now 1 stone 7 lbs, which even I am gobsmacked with.
Now I just have to keep it up!
Thanks for reading, and take extra special care.