Miss Rona 2.0 in Adventures in paradise

The bitch is back.

Somehow, I went to work today. It wasn’t an easy decision, by any means. I could have called in sick, but I didn’t. The policy is to work if we don’t have bad symptoms. Mine are… okayish. I was pretty nervous about going though. Obviously I wore a mask the entire time I was indoors, I ate my lunch outside in the Winter sun (which was nice), and I sanitized. I just hate how dry my hands get. I had to do plannograms and rip up tickets, and trying to separate them to put them up was hell. My hands get so dry in the cooler months. Summer they are fine.
Anyway. my boss saw me in my mask and asked, “Should I be worried?” and I said, “Yep!”
Later on when I was chatting with him, he seemed surprised to learn I have Covid. Umm, was that not clear this morning?
Anyway, luckily none of my workmates seemed too bothered, nor did the customers. Or maybe they just kept their distance from me. Some customers were even right in my face, and I was consciously having to step back - like geez people - the 1.5 meters rule hasn’t gone anywhere! My manager and I were working alongside each other and he needed some of the products from my section. I didn’t want to help him too much as I wanted to touch as few products as possible that he would also be touching.

Turns out it was a very busy day. I didn’t stop and didn’t even have time for either of my paid breaks. I only took my lunch. Can’t imagine how fucked they would have been had I called in sick. The markdowns took me just over four hours, but I did have to run downstairs and grab some products that I learned were going out of date today, so that took some time to fill all those and mark them down as well. There was just a lot for a Sunday. Definitely markdown bargains-galore at my store today.
I ended up buying one of the new fancy meat lines we have in - hickory peppered lamb cutlets. Omg they were so yummy. Thanking the Covid-God’s that I still have my sense of taste with this round of the Spicy-Cough. Drinking still feels a bit weird, like the taste is there but the sensation in my throat is strange at the end of the swallow, so that’s a dead giveaway that I’m still quite sick with this thing.
I was mostly concerned about having a coughing-fit today, as I’ve had a few of them at home. I decided that if that happened, I would just have to leave work. It didn’t though. I just avoided dairy, other than the milk in my coffee this morning, which wasn’t much. Thankfully I was okay. Only coughed a couple of time into my mask. And the sheer workload, Lordie. They day was done before I knew it, and I got out on time, pretty much.

Still no way I’m going to the gym. As much as I feel I’d be able to if I took it easy, I don’t like the idea of touching heaps of different handles and weights that heaps of others will be using. I always wipe them down before and after anyway, but nope, just not worth it right now. I usually gym most days anyway, so I’m trying to think of it as a nice break from gym, although it may be at the detriment of my mental health.

Funnily enough though, I’ve been so concerned about having Covid that my anxiety hasn’t really felt like an issue. Which makes no sense, because I’m still worrying about something. Small blessings I suppose. I think it’s because I know I can control what I can with Covid, as much as I’m educated about. That, and I’m not in a fucking ER department this time, so that is an immediate gratitude that I am not letting go of lightly. It’s interesting noticing that and wonder if my anxiety will come right back once I’m better.
My next psychology appointment is next Tuesday, and I’m thinking I will probably still have Covid then, so I believe I’ll have to postpone that appointment. Maybe I could sit in there wearing a mask, but I wouldn’t feel comfortable.