Playing for Time

Self-Quarantine Day 9 – 03/21/2020

Woke up in the night with an elevated temp and raging sweats.

Out of it all day, sleeping nearly round the clock.

Self-Quarantine Day 10 – 3/22/2020

Yesterday feels like a chimera. Rough day, lots of sleeping, came to toward evening and started psyching for the climb back. Kim changed the sheets, I painfully showered and washed my hair, and I had text conversations with a medical friend about the wisdom of getting tested… or not. She suggested waiting until today, which will no doubt turn out to have been the best answer in light of events. There’s at least one drive-through test facility here in town, so that’s good to know.

Woke up sometime in the night last night, drenched, knowing a corner had been turned, and fell asleep again waiting for morning. I’m a noodle and my pee is orange, but my body knows life’s returning. So far, I’ve dipped toast in coffee and had several ounces of cold water, and that’s holding. Scary timing to get the regular flu in a town the virus is visiting, but the flu was here first so this isn’t a shock.

Kim went to Stabby Dillons to get Emergen-C and a few other supplies – he wears nitrile gloves inside the store. No TP – apparently they’re still letting people grab armfuls off the truck, which is piss-poor management and infuriating. Heard Dillons in Salina is still doing the same thing. Why???

Just need to get my head clear, some food in my belly, more liquids down, and rest. Things are starting to pile up around me, but they’ll have to simmer for a bit…

Please be careful, friends. If the virus is worse than the flu, and clearly it’s deadly for some, nobody wants it.