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March 2 – Got my first Moderna shot at a local Walgreens in Maryland. Mrs. O’Shea had received her first Moderna shot a week early, as she is a school teacher.
March 8 – Got a call from one of my co-workers (age 61) that he had tested positive for Covid and had to quarantine for 10 days. He had the test on Saturday, and just heard back Monday morning. He had very mild symptoms. I had seen him briefly on Friday – there are usually only five of us in a large office space, and don’t have a lot of direct interaction with each other. I called the other three people to let them know.
March 9 – Everyone from the office stayed home except me. The second youngest of us (30) heard back from his Covid test and was positive. He was having no symptoms but would be home for 10 days. The youngest co-worker (26) was tested and was negative. The oldest co-worker (72) was negative also. He was half vaccinated like me. The soonest I could schedule a Covid test was Thursday at 4:00 at a drive-through clinic. I was feeling fine, and was alone in the office that day, confident I didn’t have it.
March 10 – By 11:00 that morning, I was feeling off. I told Mrs. O’Shea she should go stay with our son and daughter-in-law, in case I had the Communist Flu. She said she was not going anywhere. I laid down on the sofa about 1:00, and spent most of the next 72 hours there. I had chills, aches, and a cough. I had no fever, no loss of taste or smell, and no other symptoms.
March 11- Mrs. O’Shea drove me to the drive-through clinic for a Covid test at 4:00. I had felt a bit better that morning, but stayed on the couch and slept most of the day. Chills and aches were mostly gone, I had a headache. Still no fever. Chills and aches came back that night. I ate a little bit of chicken noodle soup from the Lipton’s box, just like mom used to make…..
March 12 – Got up and took a shower in the morning. Felt a bit better. Went back to the couch, and again slept most of the day. Slept better Friday night – some aches, no chills though.
March 13 – felt better in the morning. Got a shower, got dressed, went back to the couch, and would nod off randomly. I convinced myself I just had the flu. Chills were gone, aches were gone, and still no fever. I was tired and weak. 4:00 Saturday I got an email from the clinic letting me know I had tested positive for Covid.
March 14 – felt back to normal except for a slight headache. I got a call from the county, checking in on me, and letting me know I should stay home until Saturday, March 20, 10 days after my first symptoms appeared. They had a series of questions about my symptoms, and about where I had been earlier in the week. The interview took about a half-hour.
And that was it for me – the county called every day until Saturday to check in on me (and I suppose to make sure I was home). They also called Mrs. O’Shea every day, as she had to quarantine for two weeks. She had been teaching back in her building, but now resumed teaching from home, and just went back to her building today. She has tested negative.
So for me, Covid was like having the flu for three days. I was back to work on Monday the 22nd. My other two co-workers had fewer symptoms than I did, and were back to work as well. No one else in any of the three households got Covid. And I lost five pounds.
My wife and I get our second Moderna shot tomorrow.
Maybe my symptoms were lighter because I was half vaccinated. Maybe my wife didn’t get it because she had been half vaccinated for two weeks. There is so much we still don’t know about this disease.Published in