Three days ago, I got in to see my PCP after doing running a 101* fever for 48h. No coughing, big headache.

I tested COVID19 positive. It pretty much sucks a bag of dicks.

I have lived in really rough wilderness conditions. I am not afraid of pain or being sick.

This COVID fucker is relentless. It feels like my skin I on fire. I mostly sleep and sweat. The dreams are the worst things. Incredibly vivid terrible images and I can’t force myself awake. I was hoping to be in the mild symptom group.

I’m told it’s going to get worse. I’m told that since my science career has exposed me to giant quantities of dust and toxins, this is going to be rough.
I’m home and happy I got supplemental health insurance because my dad was in the service.

Having extra this means I get a home healthcare aide. I don’t know how anyone could do this at home without professional care. I’m an incredibly healthy person <45.
I’m pissed my campus closed so late even when we knew what was happening in SEA NYC.

My state didn’t push self isolation until two weeks ago. I teach a giant seminar class and two smaller classes. I’m guessing 400 students. Last week, two of my students told me they were COVID positive. Other students are just gone. Sick? Sick family? IDK.

I told my chair we had enough information for grades and teaching time is done. I’m done teaching, that’s for sure.
Do NOT get this. I’ve had more tropical disease than you have. They are so much easier. Malaria was easier.

i ran 12 miles for fun 6 weeks ago. Now I can't stand up.