Day 6 in Quarantine

So other than my taste buds were acting funky, as yesterday things tasted bland and today the immune system booster I took had a light flavor. Today I feel like I have the mild flu, which probably is thanks to having my vaccine.

Today I have a follow-up appointment as a procedural check-in, I assume when you test positive. But I have so many questions to ask. Which me being a science geek, might but considering that this COVID virus is random af. They might not have the answers to explain why the pain levels went from agonizing, crying pain that I held in to avoid making those around me not feel guilty about me catching COVID. Knowing my family and where I learned my behaviors, I changed before writing my first book. They would have thrown themselves on the cross and would have blamed themselves that they were the reason why this happened to me. But the truth is as I’ve taken as many precautions and contracted it from an unmasked person. The mentality needs to be it’s not “if” we get it. It’s a matter of “when” we get it. And if it was hell the first few days with a vaccine. Well, I hope the unfortunate unvaccinated soul doesn’t go through the same pain I went through. By the way, I still respect your decision not to get vaccinated or not wear a mask.

The one thing that I will call out is that those who use to mock me about my proactive protection from the worst-case scenario have avoided me like the plague, which contradicts what they were saying prior. Wearing their “you’re a conformist” flag, I don’t want to get sick now. I don’t blame them, as this new variant has been hitting more people’s reality than before. Since I contracted it six days ago, two of my closest friends who had relatives die from this new variant, while two are recovering from itand being the lifeline to those who show symptoms. A support system to those who are now concerned about what to expect. Which it’s an unfortunate thing that for us to learn a lesson, we have to personally feel emotional or physical trauma to change our ways. But if we could swallow our pride and not take warnings as people trying to control us. Maybe we wouldn’t have to learn the hard way. But I guess that’s how human nature is.

Other than my taste buds were acting funny, where today I could taste orange juice for a second. I am pretty optimistic that I’ve gotten through the worst part of this virus. Or at least I’m going to stay optimistic because the reality is it’s too unpredictable. But we will find out about today’s tele-visit appointment. But the most refreshing thing about this is that no one in the house has shown symptoms. Which it’s either a blessing from a higher power or the OCD approach of handwashing, mask-wearing, daily disinfecting with Micro-ban24, air sanitizing with my Alpine Air, and air purifying. But one thing that I am fortunate to feel is that I did all I could in my power to prevent others from getting infected.

Published by Frieda Lopez at Frieda the Writer

Frieda López is the writer for Journey of an Unraveled Road who was born and raised in San Antonio, TX. Through her professional career in Customer Relations and Retail Management, she has utilized her experience and interactions with the behavioral patterns, which was used to start her personal journey with Journey of A Unraveled Road as her debut novel. She has completed philosophy, psychology, and theology courses at San Antonio College as well as creative writing courses. Frieda López has been a lifelong writer since 2nd grade. A survivor of childhood trauma, childhood abuse, and domestic violence, she wrote this piece, which started this book as her personal journey; works from home in San Antonio, TX.

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