Monday, March 30, 2020
Do I Have The Coronavirus?
This morning I woke up with my usual congestion in my chest. I've had this respiratory problem for about three years now.
All my life I've had a runny nose. I always had to have tissues available to wipe my nose. However, about three years ago my nasal drip shifted and went to back of my throat. That left me with a condition of mucus building up in my throat that I have to constantly clear during my waking hours.
Last year I went to an ear nose and throat specialist. She examined me (shoved a device right up through my nose to my throat she did) and gave me a diagnosis and a prescription to help break up my daily accumulation of mucus. I now had a new normal.
Anyone around me knows that I am constantly clearing my throat during the day. A condition which I found annoying in others before I had this condition. Now that I am there, I am more tolerant.
Now with the threat of the coronavirus I am extra sensitive to any symptoms I have which mirror the symptoms of the virus.
For years I've had a shortness of breath. Now I suspect my shortness of breath may be the onslaught of the virus. My chest feels tight. Maybe my chest felt tight before the coronavirus pandemic changed life as we know it.
I don't have a fever, or at least I don't think I have. I did order one of those digital thermometers that track nationwide. When I get it I will check my temperature.
Some of the other symptoms of the virus is body aches. Heck, I have body aches all the time.
I hear another symptom is loss of taste and smell. No problem there, my taste and smell are working just fine. Which reminds me, I have to clean out our pantry closet, occasionally I get a whiff of a musty "dead mouse" smell when I open our pantry door. Last time I smelled that odor was when I found a dead bat in the trash can in our spare bedroom when we lived in Pennsylvania. Apparently the bat got in the waste can and couldn't get out.
Coronavirus tests are available here where I live in southern Delaware. But there are multiple hoops one has to jump through to get a test. First, you have to show sever symptoms. Then get a doctor's note to "qualify" you for a test. Even, then you're not guaranteed a test. This is so screwed up.
TESTS SHOULD BE AVAILABLE TO EVERYONE WHETHER THEY SHOW SYMPTOMS OR NOT
Since they're not, because Trump eliminated the pandemic office, we're flying blind as to how many people have the virus. No, I'm not going on a Trump rant here although I am very tempted to.
I asked Bill if he would take a test if one was available. He said he wouldn't. He says "I'm ready to go if it's my time." Thankfully he's not showing any symptoms. I'm probably not showing any symptoms either, this is just my imagination running wild. But to say I'm not worried would be accurate.
I might be watching too much of the TV coverage of this pandemic. I turn the TV off but then I turn it back on. The only time I mute the TV or turn it off is during Trump's daily briefings. Trump I gain no information from those briefings. I watch and listen to New York Governor Cuomo's daily briefings though. Governor Cuomo's briefings are helpful.
The only thing I want to know at these briefings is the truth. I don't want to listen to a whiney, insecure, sociopathic, heartless con man.
I am so thankful for those in the medical profession who are putting their safety on the line to care for those who are sick with this virus.
I am thankful for those who continue to work in the supermarkets, also putting their safety on the line, to make sure the rest of us can still get food.
And I am also thankful to those like my neighbor who called last week and offered to shop for me and Bill, so we don't have to leave our house. I thanked her but told her I can still manage. That is as long as I am well. I guess my main worry is what if I get sick and end up in the hospital and worse, die? There is no one here to care for Bill. If I lived alone I would be as concerned although I would like to live longer. I'm ready to go, my only wish is that my death wouldn't be too painful or prolonged. But I definitely don't want to die before Bill. I cannot leave him alone. That is my fear.