Seven days. That’s a full week of 2023. I made it about four before getting sick! Still, it’s a pretty mild cold all things considered. In January of 2020 I got sick with a real doozy that had me laid up for eight weeks, wheezing and hacking and feverish. I finally went to the doctor in mid-February and got some antibiotics and an inhaler. My lungs have never been the same since.
Was it COVID-19? I don’t know. A couple weeks later the world was suddenly aware of the new disease, which targeted peoples’ respiratory systems and sounded a great deal like whatever I had, but not many people were coming down with it in January in the United States. It’s possible there were simply no documented cases around where I live, or it’s possible that I just had something else entirely.
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