My wife got a seriously upset stomach (most probably because of the raw mangoes we all ate that day) in the last week of March. It led to fever, loss of smell and taste, but our doc didn't recommend COVID test. And then it subsided with medication, in a week! I caught 1/7
2/7 something in the first week of April and have been bedridden since then, with daily bouts of fever and intense body pain. Plus loss of smell and taste (and appetite) that has been the most devastating. After 2 weeks of medication (COVID-negative, which the doc said was most
3/7 surprising since my symptoms are classic COVID-19 symptoms - and both wife and I got tested, to be safe, and got negative), losing more than 7kgs in weight and feeling incredibly drained out, today is the day I'm feeling even mildly normal. It's day 3 of not needing
4/7 paracetamol, and that feels like a blessing. Plus, even as my sense of smell is still unrecovered, I'm getting 50% taste - that IS a HUGE blessing and relief! All this, despite not venturing outside home for over a year (unless absolutely necessary), rarely even ordering
5/7 food from outside (we have ordered food thrice in the past 12+ months) and using paranoid-level caution in terms of cleanliness and sanitizing. The 2-week isolation/quarantine that I put myself in at home was no easy task either - it was filled with such intense body pain
6/7 that even getting up from the bed was a massive chore. And getting up in the morning was a nightmare because I felt so weak! Even if I wanted to divert my mind by reading something or listening to something, the mind has a way of getting the focus on the body ache and
7/7 tiredness! I wish even my worst enemy doesn't get what I went through. Mask up (double-mask, if possible) all the time when you are in touch with the outside world and be as paranoid about sanitizing and cleanliness as your life depends on it - because it definitely does.
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