Jigman13
07-29-2020, 02:37 PM
I know this isn't a fishing post but it deserves the eyes and attention nonetheless. And it actually started on Saturday after a solo back bay fluke mission...
I take the CDC precautions. I wear a mask. I sanitize. My kids wear their masks. We sanitize them. We limit our exposure to people with minimal grocery store and beer runs. The occasional home depot one off. That's about it.
Last Wednesday my 12 yr old son spiked a 101 fever. Dosed him ibuprofen and it went down. Never came back up. Day or two later, dry cough and lite scratchy throat. He was bouncing off the walls, eating, gaming, running around the yard no worse for wear.
Saturday I went back bay fluking. Saturday night I started feeling off. Wasnt sure if it was the heat I exposed myself to or what--i drank lots of fluids and stuffed my face. Woke up foggy on sunday. Had breakfast, took some advil and had my usual cop of coffee. By midday my lower back started to ache. Not strain ache, but "oh shit I think I'm getting sick" ache. As the sun set every joint in my body from head to toe felt like it was 3x the size and on fire. It felt like I was getting beaten with a hot pipe.
In bed Sunday nite, took my temp...102.8. Ok, this is no joke. I was laying in 65 degree room with 3 blankets on, shorts, t shirt, sweat pants and hooded sweatshirt--freezing and on fire at the same time. I didnt take fever reducers immediately as I wanted the fever to do what it's supposed to do. So I laid in bed, wrapped up and bundled, writhing in pain. I eventually passed out.
When I awoke very early monday morning, I had sweat thru every layer, every blanket and my sheets. I thought I peed the bed. Stripped the bed down, into the washer with bleach along with my clothes, up into the bathroom where 3 advil slid down the hatch. Started the shower. Set the temp to about body temp. Didnt wanna raise my temp again after that... I step in and I weakly moan in pain. Just the water from the shower head hitting my skin had my nerve endings firing. It actually hurt to shower...
At 830ish monday my son and I went to get tested. Upon arrival neither of us had fevers. The advil worked for me and he was 4plus days removed from his fever. We both got the deep nasal pharyngeal swab. That's also awful.
The rest of Monday I just ate and drank fluids, took vitamins, tested and walked around my yard when I had the energy. I didnt want to get complacent or atrophy in anyway. The aches were def prevalent and the bottoms of my feet hurt something fierce. Monday nite was a lesser repeat on sunday nite. My fever reached 101.5. I let it run its course for a few hrs, sweat profusely and then dosed advil. Fever came down to normal temp. Body aches still prevalent. I slept 6 or 7 hours on and off. Felt like decent rest.
Tuesday morning I wake up, no fever. I check every two hours. Wicked body aches though. I mean, brutal brutal stuff. 10 am I get a call with my test results. Shocked as i was told 3 to 4 days. 30 hrs later I'm being told i tested positive. While I had a feeling beforehand this was the case, the actuality of it all hit me like a ton of bricks. My son also tested positive. I also have two daughters ages 7 and 5 and my 36 year old fiance. Now what?
We traced back 14 days. Contacted everyone we remembered seeing or contacting. We're causing an all out community shit storm...at least we think we are anyway. Thankfully people are being understanding.
Tuesday night, no fever but I'm having a hellish time falling asleep bc of wicked, lucid dreams and full on anxiety like I've never felt before. I slept in roughly 2 hr increments. The terrifying dreams I cannot recollect. I recall merely flashes and bursts of light, and all around unpleasantness that had me shaking and sweating, keeping me from prolonged rest. No illness has ever done this to me before. Oh, and before bed I completely lost my sense of taste. Great...
Today, Wednesday, I woke up around 8 am. No fever. Lingering body aches. Dull headache. Same light, dry cough and scratchy throat I had since day 1. Had a telemed appt w my primary care MD and we went thru everything I laid in this post. He said I sounded better than most at day 4. My loss of taste was an anecdotal positive bc with the 250 cases hes helped manage during the pandemic, those who lost their sense of taste, encountered no breathing issues and had no underlying conditions fared the best. He was optimistic of my recovery. That was a slight relief to hear. He said to keep doing what I've been doing, quarantine for 10 days from test date, and get my daughters tested and keep an eye on them.
Kids arent nearly as statistically impacted by covid-19. The data, while not massive in subjects and tests, shows overwhelming ability for their immune systems to simply handle it better for a couple of reasons... their immune systems lack experience which benefits them in the case of covid-19...their bodies are learning the virus and fighting it strategically vs an adults all out onslaught. 2nd, they lack the immune receptors adults have.
Think of covid as Muhammad Ali's rope a dope... it's making our bodies fight it harder than necessary. In doing so two things occur: 1) our immune systems damage healthy parts of our virus plagued bodies and 2) our body is left in an even weaker state allowing the virus to take over. In bad scenarios, hyper immune responses occur where the body basically goes kamikaze to kill the virus regardless of what's in the way. This is deadly.
Anyhow, I wanted to share this with all of you. Not for well wishes. Not for 'hang in there, pal'. I know many of you are in my age range (37). Some with a kid or multiple like myself. Aging parents. You're also likely just as cautious as I am. Covid doesnt give a shit how cautious you are. It doesnt matter how old or young you are. It doesn't care how big your boat is, or how big the fish you keep lying about was. White guy? Who cares. Black guy? Who cares. Dont speak english? Who cares. It's no joke. It's not a hoax. It's not the government trying to control us. It's not something created to get Biden elected, or Trump out of the WH. Whether or not its naturally occurring or lab-manifested can be debated, but the truth of the matter is this virus is a well-oiled machine. It royally f'ed me up. And it's only day 4. I dont pray. But I might start. Not for me, for my kids. I hope they dont get the symptoms I've had. I also hope after 7 days I'm recovered and we're merely antibody carriers.
Wear your mask. Wash your hands. Wash your mask. Socially distance. I dont care what the president or governor says is open or what have you. I heeded the proper warnings and still caught it. Be careful.
I take the CDC precautions. I wear a mask. I sanitize. My kids wear their masks. We sanitize them. We limit our exposure to people with minimal grocery store and beer runs. The occasional home depot one off. That's about it.
Last Wednesday my 12 yr old son spiked a 101 fever. Dosed him ibuprofen and it went down. Never came back up. Day or two later, dry cough and lite scratchy throat. He was bouncing off the walls, eating, gaming, running around the yard no worse for wear.
Saturday I went back bay fluking. Saturday night I started feeling off. Wasnt sure if it was the heat I exposed myself to or what--i drank lots of fluids and stuffed my face. Woke up foggy on sunday. Had breakfast, took some advil and had my usual cop of coffee. By midday my lower back started to ache. Not strain ache, but "oh shit I think I'm getting sick" ache. As the sun set every joint in my body from head to toe felt like it was 3x the size and on fire. It felt like I was getting beaten with a hot pipe.
In bed Sunday nite, took my temp...102.8. Ok, this is no joke. I was laying in 65 degree room with 3 blankets on, shorts, t shirt, sweat pants and hooded sweatshirt--freezing and on fire at the same time. I didnt take fever reducers immediately as I wanted the fever to do what it's supposed to do. So I laid in bed, wrapped up and bundled, writhing in pain. I eventually passed out.
When I awoke very early monday morning, I had sweat thru every layer, every blanket and my sheets. I thought I peed the bed. Stripped the bed down, into the washer with bleach along with my clothes, up into the bathroom where 3 advil slid down the hatch. Started the shower. Set the temp to about body temp. Didnt wanna raise my temp again after that... I step in and I weakly moan in pain. Just the water from the shower head hitting my skin had my nerve endings firing. It actually hurt to shower...
At 830ish monday my son and I went to get tested. Upon arrival neither of us had fevers. The advil worked for me and he was 4plus days removed from his fever. We both got the deep nasal pharyngeal swab. That's also awful.
The rest of Monday I just ate and drank fluids, took vitamins, tested and walked around my yard when I had the energy. I didnt want to get complacent or atrophy in anyway. The aches were def prevalent and the bottoms of my feet hurt something fierce. Monday nite was a lesser repeat on sunday nite. My fever reached 101.5. I let it run its course for a few hrs, sweat profusely and then dosed advil. Fever came down to normal temp. Body aches still prevalent. I slept 6 or 7 hours on and off. Felt like decent rest.
Tuesday morning I wake up, no fever. I check every two hours. Wicked body aches though. I mean, brutal brutal stuff. 10 am I get a call with my test results. Shocked as i was told 3 to 4 days. 30 hrs later I'm being told i tested positive. While I had a feeling beforehand this was the case, the actuality of it all hit me like a ton of bricks. My son also tested positive. I also have two daughters ages 7 and 5 and my 36 year old fiance. Now what?
We traced back 14 days. Contacted everyone we remembered seeing or contacting. We're causing an all out community shit storm...at least we think we are anyway. Thankfully people are being understanding.
Tuesday night, no fever but I'm having a hellish time falling asleep bc of wicked, lucid dreams and full on anxiety like I've never felt before. I slept in roughly 2 hr increments. The terrifying dreams I cannot recollect. I recall merely flashes and bursts of light, and all around unpleasantness that had me shaking and sweating, keeping me from prolonged rest. No illness has ever done this to me before. Oh, and before bed I completely lost my sense of taste. Great...
Today, Wednesday, I woke up around 8 am. No fever. Lingering body aches. Dull headache. Same light, dry cough and scratchy throat I had since day 1. Had a telemed appt w my primary care MD and we went thru everything I laid in this post. He said I sounded better than most at day 4. My loss of taste was an anecdotal positive bc with the 250 cases hes helped manage during the pandemic, those who lost their sense of taste, encountered no breathing issues and had no underlying conditions fared the best. He was optimistic of my recovery. That was a slight relief to hear. He said to keep doing what I've been doing, quarantine for 10 days from test date, and get my daughters tested and keep an eye on them.
Kids arent nearly as statistically impacted by covid-19. The data, while not massive in subjects and tests, shows overwhelming ability for their immune systems to simply handle it better for a couple of reasons... their immune systems lack experience which benefits them in the case of covid-19...their bodies are learning the virus and fighting it strategically vs an adults all out onslaught. 2nd, they lack the immune receptors adults have.
Think of covid as Muhammad Ali's rope a dope... it's making our bodies fight it harder than necessary. In doing so two things occur: 1) our immune systems damage healthy parts of our virus plagued bodies and 2) our body is left in an even weaker state allowing the virus to take over. In bad scenarios, hyper immune responses occur where the body basically goes kamikaze to kill the virus regardless of what's in the way. This is deadly.
Anyhow, I wanted to share this with all of you. Not for well wishes. Not for 'hang in there, pal'. I know many of you are in my age range (37). Some with a kid or multiple like myself. Aging parents. You're also likely just as cautious as I am. Covid doesnt give a shit how cautious you are. It doesnt matter how old or young you are. It doesn't care how big your boat is, or how big the fish you keep lying about was. White guy? Who cares. Black guy? Who cares. Dont speak english? Who cares. It's no joke. It's not a hoax. It's not the government trying to control us. It's not something created to get Biden elected, or Trump out of the WH. Whether or not its naturally occurring or lab-manifested can be debated, but the truth of the matter is this virus is a well-oiled machine. It royally f'ed me up. And it's only day 4. I dont pray. But I might start. Not for me, for my kids. I hope they dont get the symptoms I've had. I also hope after 7 days I'm recovered and we're merely antibody carriers.
Wear your mask. Wash your hands. Wash your mask. Socially distance. I dont care what the president or governor says is open or what have you. I heeded the proper warnings and still caught it. Be careful.