We continue to plug along here in Casa Corona. Tara is feeling much better and her symptoms are mostly gone, though she did end up (mostly) losing her sense of taste and smell. She feels that might be due more to the congestion than anything else. It’s a less common symptom with Omicron but not unheard of.
I joked that, since she can’t really taste much, I should cook things she doesn’t like. Beans, for instance. She actually agreed, so tomorrow, I’m making a pot of chili. One of my favorites!
As for me, it’s a freakin’ miracle I haven’t gotten it. Actually, I’m pretty sure I have. How could I not? Other than at night, we haven’t isolated from each other. I’ve been breathing her air all week. She’s put on a mask a few times and Lysols the remote before handing it to me, but mostly it’s business as usual minus the kissing and groping.
Well, minus the kissing.
I suspect I’m one of the lucky asymptomatic 30%. Either that or I have a killer immune system. I did have a minor cough for a few days last week, but if COVID weren’t a thing, I wouldn’t even have given it a second thought.
I’d planned on getting tested anyway. Went so far as to schedule a COVID test this morning, but my HR director had warned me insurance wouldn’t cover it unless I had symptoms. I should’ve fudged the questionnaire, I guess. It would have cost me $250 out of pocket, so I ended up cancelling. CenturyCo is treating me as though I’m positive—I’m still quarantining until Wednesday—so it seems pointless to shell out the dough.
This is why the actual case numbers are probably a lot higher than what’s being reported.
I need to figure out how to get an antibody test, I guess. It would be nice to know if I’ve had it—not that the knowledge would change anything.
COVID+ or not, Tara still made us chicken paprikas last night in honor of my dad. My mom makes it every year for his birthday, which was last week. Since it’s no longer convenient for us to pop on over for the annual supper, we just make it ourselves. Tara has mastered the family recipe, so she broke out the dumpling maker last night and got busy.
As always, it turned out fantastic.
Not surprisingly, it’s been a pretty low-key weekend. I kinda wish we hadn’t binged our way through Cobra Kai so quickly! Dexter: New Blood is also done, so we busted out a bunch of DVDs and have been watching movies. We also started Yellowjackets. I signed up for a free month of Showtime, so figured, we might as well check it out. Early impressions: it’s sort of like Lost meets Lord of the Flies with a little bit of Mean Girls thrown in for good measure.
Stay warm and stay safe!