Little Old Lady Gets Covid

This is my third day of having Covid, something I got for being the oldest woman at a crypto conference. Let that sink in. Crypto is a young man’s game, but there I was, publicizing the $KARMA coin. After having spent two years in the house trying to avoid both the pandemic and the propaganda surrounding it, I had fallen for the Arizona numbers and the numbers had gone down.

I’m very lucky I still have a good brain and also knew that since Arizona neither tested nor traced, there was absolutely no way to know whether what was being reported nationwide had anything to do with actual data. The closest thing to “the science” was probably hospital admissions, and those were also down. I didn’t ask for the incidence of Covid in the wastewater because I didn’t know who to ask or how to interpret the data.

So you need not tell me it is entirely my fault that I got Covid.

In my case, I am vaccinated and have had two boosters, but I am 80 (for another week). My immune system must have been stunned that I would ever attempt to go to a conference, Two days later I got feverish during the night, and woke up nauseous and stuffed up, with a blazing sinus headache. I knew immediately.

I staggered out of the house into the semi-darkness and walked the dogs, in case this was only the beginning, which it was. It was not the two-mile walk they were expecting, but they were accommodating. Then I took an at-home Covid test, and for the first time, it showed positive. I had been routinely testing for two…