Dandelyon's Worlds

None of it included getting covid and being exhausted and miserable. I managed to sing during the Saturday zoom filk, though I wasn't at my best, and at the end I gave up on singing and practiced autoharp, because singing took too much energy. Singing never takes too much energy, when I have a voice to sing with, anyway.

If you don't want to read lots of medical TMI, skip to the bottom here.

Sunday was just miserable. I spent most of it asleep behind the CPAP, without even energy to want to figure out where I could go to an urgent care (and reasonably sure I didn't need to do that, especially since that would mean not sleeping), and I was not sick enough to call an ambulance. Though every time I got up to hurry to the bathroom I checked my oxygen levels, to be sure.

I got the sports pulseox thingy when the pandemic started, because I always have symptoms that might be covid, and looking at my nice steady oxygen level helped me stay chill and not panic that every allergy symptom meant I had the plague, back before there were home tests and vaccines and horrible-tasting medicines.

At least I'm done with the Paxlovid. What a horrible tasting medicine! I've been on stuff before that gives the poor patient a horrible mouth-taste, but this was the worst. It tells you to be wary of lowered appetite, which could be a sign of bad side-effects, but I already had lowered appetite before I got the pills (I assume courtesy of the low-grade fever) and the taste was enough to make me want to swear off food anyway. Still, I guess I'll have to figure out who can do the testing to make sure I don't have long-term problems from this. Ugh.

In the meantime, I had no spoons whatsoever for things like working on music or art. I cancelled the recording session that was to happen Saturday--even if the Paxlovid had cleared up my symptoms like it has for so many of my friends, trying to record in a mask would muck up the sound--and if the Paxlovid was a miracle drug for me, it kept me out of the hospital, not healthy.

And I was doing so well working out extra parts for the recordings before I got sick. Some lovely bass bits that I never would have managed without the new bass, and some thoughts for harp too.

Today I exhausted myself separating tomato seedlings (just one flat worth, it shouldn't have been so hard!), and managed to get outside to take pictures of some tulips in our yard. I didn't manage to post them or anything, but at least the images are safe in the camera.

And I called the allergist to get additional medical advice, but he didn't have any available appointments and told me to go to urgent care. But by that time, the pulseox was up to 99 like it should be, and I was so tired. I took a nap instead, and tried to look up urgent care places later. The dumb insurance website doesn't even list their hours! Ah, well, it was dark out anyway, and I seem to be on the mend. I really don't want to end up in the hospital with my food allergies (at least if I don't actually need to be there), and going in at the end of the day would not help with avoiding that.

We'll see what tomorrow will bring. Hopefully more energy and some music!