Suzi (k00kaburra) wrote,
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Stress, illness, or ennui?

Living under shelter in place for two months has led to a general malaise in our household. Every couple days I feel a little off, with a headache or nausea or utterly exhausted. I have a slight tickle in my throat that comes and goes, a cough that appears a few times each day. Is it allergies? Is it some sort of spring cold?

Or am I suffering an asymptomatic case of COVID-19? I'll be lying on the bed, trying to read a book, and I'll suddenly become aware of every breath I take. Am I having trouble breathing? Or does every intake of air feel more intense and labored just because I'm paying attention? I find myself checking the CDC's list of COVID symptoms every few days, just to confirm that I don't match. I take my temperature; no fever. I read that young persons with no apparent symptoms can still have low oxygen levels, so I made Sean buy an oximeter so that we could check our oxygen levels. All reads normal.

Seanie just wandered in and said he's feeling more or less normal again. That's good. Last night was tough. I woke up and realized Seanie had been in the bathroom for a long time, sick as a dog. Food poisoning, we think, though we have no idea what caused the reaction. Eventually, it passed and he came back to bed, but the lack of sleep for both of us led to a rather listless Saturday. We did clean all the bathrooms and knock out some piles of laundry, but we'd had ambitious plans to deep clean the kitchen and unpack moving boxes, so it wasn't quite what we wanted.

Well, there's always tomorrow. It's not like we'll be going anywhere.

Two good things today:
1. I finished a Disneyland puzzle. It's been in progress for two weeks, so it was nice to complete it.
2. I watched the third episode of the PBS Asian-Americans documentary. It's such a good series. This episode focused on Asian-American life in the 1950s, as they recover from WWII, become the "model minority", and become more involved in American politics. I liked this episode because the time period is my mother's childhood, and it gives some insight into what it would have been like growing up Chinese-American in San Francisco.
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