COVID Snagged Me Again
thoughts from self solitude
We make plans and the Universe laughs. A few months ago, I was invited to facilitate a Cuddle Party at a conference to be held at a beautiful retreat center in Delaware. The idea of offering a workshop I have loved to share since 2005, for the first time since early 2020, was delightful. The prospect of reconnecting with friends I hadn’t seen in a while had me smiling. The opportunity to be in a lovely seaside setting was appealing. Their policy was that wanted pre-entry COVID testing at the door. Wanting to be pro-active, I tested on Wednesday. I had been feeling exhaustion, despite getting enough sleep, my COPD symptoms were kicking into high gear and I felt nausea.
Two pink lines appeared that had me calling my PCP’s office and setting up a telehealth session. He knows me well, since he has been our family doc since we moved to the area in 1993. He prescribed Paxlovid as he had back in to 2022, when the virus had come to call right before my now 2-year-old granddaughter was born and also recommended immune strengthening supplements, which I already had. He cautioned about the rebound effect of the medication but thought…
