She couldn't get the jab fast enough. I told her I didn't want it. We both made our cases and in the end we respected each other's decisions. Our common ground was that we were going to leave the children alone. No poke for them.
Well yesterday I woke with a fever and she asked me to go get tested. I didn't want to but just to alleviate her insanity I went anyway. I tested positive. I came home and she's got me quarantined and God knows what the rest of my house is doing. Fever went up and down and a huge headache. I've had much worse.
I woke up today feeling fine. She looks confused. I can already see the wheels turning. Either I had a false positive or Covid isn't a big deal. If it was a false positive, then how many more are out there? And if this is indeed the Chyna-flu, did we really need to shutdown the country (which she was against) and inject ourselves with an experimental substance?
This should put an end to her inclinations for receiving any of the inevitable "boosters" that we all know are coming.
I was sick for 12 hours. After that 12 hour period I felt 80% better. Spent the next week tapering off that last 20% of symptoms. The first few days decreased appetite and slept more than usual, and had a "heavy" feeling in my upper chest. I never took any meds for it. It was wayyyy less severe than the flu that I had several years earlier, in fact, I was still out doing my daily two-hour bike rides during that time.
My wife, who got it one day before I did, had the same story. Maybe it was nothing for us because we're both so fit, eat healthy, and have no health issues... but really, it was very mild.