I’m just realizing that I barely have a sense of smell. It’s been like this since the beginning, I just didn’t think about it until now. I would really like to have that back in time for Thanksgiving, though I’m probably going to be spending Thanksgiving alone. I don’t think I’m going to be cleared by next week.
According to my test results last night, I’m still Covid positive. But I’m feeling much better now. Still coughing, but not as much. My throat is still a little sore, but no where near as bad as it was. I ran out of medicine yesterday, but I don’t think I need it anymore.
I’m slowly getting back on track.
People who think Covid is “just the flu” are fucking morons. This isn’t “just the flu”, this isn’t “just” anything. This shit is monstrous and unlike any flu I’ve ever experienced.
I think I was in elementary school the last time I had a sore throat this bad. Every time I cough, it feels like my spine is going to snap in half or my brain is going to smash through my skull. There is a slight tightness in my chest. My breathing is fine, but I can see how this could be deadly for someone who has health issues.
My vision is especially weak right now, and I feel sleepiness, though I spent the last two days in bed sleeping. Tylenol took away the headache, and the dizziness seems to have mostly subsided.
I probably caught it when I shopped at Kroger Monday. I hope no one gets sick because of me.
God did something right when He gave us these lawnmowers with mulch bags on ’em. Ain’t no one gotta rake leaves no more.
Flashbacks today. Of all the times police have detained me for walking with cerebral palsy. And I’m reminded of an article that a cop I know had posted on Facebook a few years ago. This article was written by a cop and it was about how police see everyone else as criminals, liars and troublemakers.
I don’t want to believe that every cop shares that outlook, but assuming it’s true, if all cops really see everyone else as a problem, wouldn’t it be fair that a lot of people see the police as a problem?
For me, riding the bus was the hardest part about going to school. To this day, I hate buses and refuse to ride them. A lot happens on buses and no one does anything about it.
I’m amazed by how good I feel today. The other day, I was pretty depressed and yesterday wasn’t much better. But today, man, today I’m all mellow and at peace.