Whelp I guess it was only a matter of time. Considering we made it a whole year without getting it, I call that pretty good!
So I was the one to give covid to my family and I know exactly how I got it. I was coming home from the airport with my girlfriends after our girls trip to Orlando when my friend turned to the girl she was sitting next to and kind of teased her for still wearing her facemask all the way home (like we were literally pulling into our neighborhood). That girl then responded that she spoke to her husband earlier that day and he told her that her teenage son just tested positive for covid. She was in contact with him when he most likely was contagious. So obviously all 7 of us girls were pretty much exposed having spent a whole weekend in a hotel together. It was just the way this girl handled it that really bothered me. She had known for half a day that her son had it, but didn't even tell us till we were literally home, and even then would she have told us had she not been called out?
The next day we got a text saying she tested positive as well. Again this girl was really starting to get me mad. She had absolutely no remorse for exposing us and was completely brushing off the whole thing. She even told us we didn't have to quarantine?! Ummm no. We all most definitely had to quarantine. So off I went to go get tested. I took a rapid test that came back negative, but the person who administered the test said that its most likely too soon, and that there is a high chance that all of us on the trip will get covid. So into quarantine I went. This happened on a Tuesday, and by Friday I started showing symptoms. They were kind of bizarre from what are your typical covid symptoms but my first symptom was severe menstrual type cramping (something I haven't had since a teenager so for me this was not normal) and lower back pain. I went to get tested again (this time a PCR test which gives a more accurate result, but takes a few days to get the test results back) and no surprise, but I tested positive.
The very next day Brad started showing symptoms. While my symptoms were like a mild case of the flu, and lasted about 8 long days. Brads was fast and furious. Body aches and chills, night sweats, fever. His symptoms luckily didn't last as long, just a couple days. I also lost my sense of taste (not smell though, weird) and Brad did not.
None of the boys were having any symptoms at all, but they needed to be tested for school purposes so we got them tested. To our surprised Tanner tested positive! A few days later we retested Carson only because he had to have a negative test to return to school and I didn't want to test him a few days before school, only to have it be positive and start the 2 week quarantine process all over again. So we tested him again and sure enough even though he didn't have any symptoms he tested positive! Which I was secretly happy for. This way we could all just quarantine for the same amount of time together, and the boys could go back to school after spring break.
Luckily they only had to miss one week of school since the following week was spring break! It was really hard for Carson to catch up with his school work by missing just one week of school, so glad he didn't have to miss 2 weeks!
So in the end out of the 7 of us who went to Orlando. 2 had covid really bad, one of them had to go to the hospital for severe dehydration as she could not keep anything down. I had the mild case of the flu, 2 others had only 1 symptom, and the other 2 did not get it (1 of those had already been vaccinated and the other just plain lucky).
However that same person who infected us all also infected her best friend/neighbor. The day before this neighbor started showing symptoms of covid, her mother was in town visiting from Utah. Her mother then got covid and passed it on to her husband. Within 12 hours of her husband showing symptoms, they took him to the hospital because he started hallucinating, 12 hours later he passed away. Such an incredibly sad story and goes to show you how fast this crazy disease spreads, how just one person can affect so many, and how different everyone's symptoms are.
A couple weeks after being symptom free, I got my first covid shot.
While getting the shot the nurse asked which arm to put the shot in. "My right arm" I told her. "Oh are you left handed?" "no, but I've had Cancer in my left arm and am not allowed to get a shot there" "Oh you had your lymph nodes removed?" "yes" she then went on to praise me how good it was that I knew not to get my shot in that arm, but also asked why I wasn't in the first batch of people to get vaccinated. To be honest I didn't think I would qualify because I don't really think of my cancer as a immunocompromised, that and I had the hardest time trying to get an appointment anyway being a school teacher. My friend used a contact that was able to schedule me one. However had I'd been in the first group like she said I should have been I wouldn't have gotten covid. Oh well. Should've, would've, could've.
Not only did it give me a dead arm, but I totally got sick again. Only this time my symptoms were way more severe. Horrible body aches, chills, and night sweat. It lasted exactly 24 hours and then I was perfectly fine. I'm getting my second shot in a couple days I better not get sick again! I can't have covid 3 times! Brad also got his shots (1st and 2nd) and didn't get sick at all. Lucky.
