Welp I finally tested positive... probably? This is the fourth day I've woke up sick with pretty rough cold symptoms, and I tested negative twice. It's not bad during the day, but sleeping is difficult with all the coughing. Still, I feel strongly that I'm through the worst of it.
My dad wants me to go get Paxlovid. I've heard nothing but good things, but it seems almost wasteful at this point. I don't know. I don't need it for my remaining symptoms, and I don't feel anything *close* to the brain fog I experienced early in the pandemic. I'd rather just keep drinking tea and soup.
Edit: What really worries me is that I must have picked this up (even if it's just a cold) from a damn family reunion on Saturday. There were a lot of vulnerable people there. I've passed word along just in case, but I'm testing myself a fourth time tomorrow in case this was a false positive.
Edit2:
Dad: I checked with my pharmacist and you'll have to go to an ER and lie a little to get Paxlovid, but you really should! I'll pay whatever! Even if you stash it for later it's a good idea
Mom, a nurse: Oh this variant isn't even killing people like it used to, the CDC says things everything's back to normal. Let's chat for a bit and no I don't have a mask
Me: I don't know crap but both those positions seem extreme
Nice them to each bring me a care package though... glad they didn't quite intercept each other
I could use a beer right now. Specifically, I wish I wasn't sick so I could reasonably drink some of my beer.