Still dodging COVID-19
I’ll freely admit, I probably get sick more than the average person. I never get like “super-sick” except maybe once a year (or twice, if I need a good excuse for not doing something), but I get seasonal allergies and it’s pretty common for me to get the common cold. I also get headaches once or twice a week and the occasional upset stomach.
What I’m saying is, bacteria and viruses love me.
Somehow, though, I haven’t been even a little bit sick in months. I don’t know why or how. Maybe I’m so worried about getting COVID-19 my body refuses to get anything at all. Is anxiety a super power?
Oh, sure, my sinuses kick in all the time, and of course, every time I cough or sneeze, my daughter yells, “coronavirus!” Every. Single. Time. But what if she’s right? What if it is the coronavirus? I’ve been pretty socially distant since last March, so I’m pretty sure it’s not, but that did get me to thinking… whatever happened to just being “sick.” Are we allowed to just be sick anymore? I long for the days where I could just comfortably announce I have “the crud,” and that would be the end of it until I got better. Nowadays, every little hack or wheeze and it’s like the canary in the coal mine died, but the sickest I’ve been was, ironically, after getting my second dose of the vaccine.
I don’t mean to make light of the very real dangers of COVID-19 or the tragic illnesses and deaths that have occurred because of the pandemic, but I do long for the days that just “feeling icky” doesn’t immediately get followed up with “Maybe it’s coronavirus” or “Should I go get tested?” Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go take my temperature…