I tested positive for COVID this morning.
I feel okay, as if I have a mild cold. In the before times I would never have dreamed of missing work for something like this. I should have known something was up yesterday, when after a lot of staring and thinking I got tangled up in a Killer Sudoku that should have been straightforward. (I look forward to the Saturday Killer Sudoku starting on about Thursday. It is my favorite puzzle of all. Perhaps I will write a journal article: A Novel Method For Diagnosing COVID-19 Infection. It could be very useful for the -- oh, 12 or so people in the US who share my obsession.)
On Friday night just before bed I said to myself, "Hm, is that a sore throat?" But I have asked myself that question so many times over the past two years that I don't give it much weight these days. I woke up yesterday morning and thought, "Hm, that seems like it might be a sore throat; should I take a COVID test?" But I have taken so many negative COVID tests in the wake of hypochondriacal thoughts about possible symptoms that I didn't.
And lo, those possible symptoms were actual symptoms.
I am very curious about where I picked it up. There were a ton of people at the concert on Wednesday night, but it was all outdoors on a breezy night and neither one of my roommates is sick despite identical exposure. And the test turned positive double-quick, which makes me wonder if I was exposed earlier. Could have been at Mass last Sunday despite the KN-95 mask, but Stella was right next to me and she is not sick. Could have been in the adoration chapel last Sunday afternoon, courtesy of the person who spent some time in the opposite corner, but we were a fair distance apart in a high-ceilinged space. Nine days ago I ate at a restaurant with two other people; they don't seem to have COVID.
Elwood and Pete traveled for a board-game convention last weekend. Although they wore masks at the convention, it also seems possible that Elwood brought home an asymptomatic case which he shared with me while sleeping next to me.
No one else is sick so far. Stella has a drippy nose and a negative test. I breathed all over her yesterday, though, while thinking, "Isn't it strange how often I wonder whether I have a sore throat?"
Anyway, say a prayer or wish me luck, according to your preferences. Feel free to speculate about which route of transmission seems most likely and/or dispense advice about getting through it.
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