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CORONA MIA! HERE I GO AGAIN; OR, "PAXLOVID REBOUND"
One week ago I was over it, testing negative, and feeling fine. Now I'm positive again and feeling not so fine. Not exactly terrible; but definitely not fine. Maybe somewhere between terrible and fine. Though at this point, providentially, closer to fine than terrible.
Anyway, here's a recap, in brief, of my COVID/Paxlovid saga thus far:
After five (miserable) days on Paxlovid (see post from 7/17/2022, https://www.ailantha.com/blog/my-corona-or-was-the-cure-worse-than-the-disease-or-paxlovid-mouth), I was miraculously symptom-free and tested COVID negative. That was Thursday, July 14, a week from yesterday. I breezed through the next few days, though on Sunday, July 17, I started feeling a hint of a sinus twinge. By Monday I felt a weence worse, so I took another test, which came up negatory. On Tuesday I felt considerably worse and by Wednesday morning I had a throbby sinus headache with my nose a running river.
And so, with copious…um…sample material available, I took another COVID test.
I emailed my doctor, told her my tale and, with stiff (and chafed from blowing my nose) upper lip, asked her if I should take another round of Paxlovid. Thankfully, she said no. Apparently Paxlovid works on the first round of COVID but not on the rebound it effectuates.
And that's about it. Today, two days later, the nasal river has dried to a creek, the headache throb is more of a ping, with an occasional pop-up cough. I'm up and around and doing all the things. That is to say, all the things you can do indoors, though in pre-COVID contagion times I'd have been running to Krogers, getting together with my Panera Posse, and teaching piano lessons even when sniffling more and feeling considerably worse than I do today.
But that was a different time. For now I'll just stay home for another week or so and serve my time until my nose stops running, my head stops pinging, and the little line grants me my release.