Today was the first day I woke up feeling 100% like myself today. The weird thing was today, since being diagnosed with COVID, I did something that I haven’t done since I was infected with the virus, which was waking up on my original schedule. Before catching COVID, I would wake up at 6 am to start my day. Consistent with caretaking to make sure everyone I looked after was okay and did not require anything, cleaning out the feathered animal rescues that I’m nursing back to health, and writing. Something I didn’t have the strength to do when I was first infected with COVID. Which all started at 6 AM every morning. Of course using PPE’s to assure I didn’t infect others that I’m caring for, just in case I’m still positive.
I ended up heading to my COVID testing appointment, as the doctor suggested yesterday, to get my post COVID test early since the COVID symptoms were beginning to subside as of yesterday. I ended up heading to the testing site, which had a humorous interaction. Where on the way, someone attempted to mock me as I passed her in a passive-aggressive way, passing me by and saying out loud as she pointed to my mask, “you are one of those!” I ended up replying, “it’s for your safety idiot, I’m on my way to make sure I’m COVID-free!” Which had her avoiding me as she put her mask on. I couldn’t help to say, “I thought you were chingona?” 🤣🤦🏼♀️
Today is the first day I have no symptoms, which I’m waiting for the results with my fingers crossed. In addition, I also ordered some home testing kits for my home-bound family members to assure that they also test negative. But the vital thing is no one has shown any signs of symptoms. The experience with COVID has inspired a story plot for a novel I’m story planning to be my 34th completed manuscript since I embarked on this writing journey.
It’s bittersweet in this recovery, as some of those who had gotten infected that I was told about when I was recovering aren’t recovering well. I can’t help to feel, “why couldn’t I take their place?” The sorrow I have comes from empathy for those who are starting to be affected as the cases arise. One of the effects in my hometown is a delayed EMS response due to the rising issues in this paradox that this pandemic has caused. It’s come to the point that you are damned if you do and damned if you don’t. Because the way I see this is that it’s nothing more than a war of being right. Where no compromise can’t be met due to the need of being right and having power, the truth is it affects us all at the end, where science articles that I’ve been reading as lambda variant begin to take its ugly toll that maybe this is how human civilization ends. The truth is, it won’t be because of a COVID pandemic. It will result in the pandemic of “ego” and the obsessive desire “to be right.”