I finally got the bug. Corona virus!!shit is real (cardi-b voice). People keep asking me how I got it. The answer that I want the world to know is that I am a health care worker and there is 99% chance I got it from work. The other story has 99% truth in it. It the story I am not very proud of. Some friends came into town and we succumbed to the pressure of exploring the Atlanta night life. We hit multiple night clubs with reckless abandon that sometime comes with the youth.
The other question is how did I know I had it? I had some mild symptoms, headache and fatigue that I had been ignoring for two days. Mostly because adulting and trying to figure out your right path is somewhat exhausting. Then I went to seat on the throne and have a number 2. I couldn’t smell it. I am too self-aware to know that my shit stinks. That’s when I knew there was a problem and I went to get tested for Covid 19. I have been lucky that I have not experienced the brutality that comes with this disease. My hardest part was dealing with self-isolation. I took 20 naps a day only to realize it was still daytime. At 3am when I couldn’t sleep anymore, I would wake up and rethink my life choices, my relationships, my career, is it time to go back to Kenya because we all know East West home is the best.
For a whole 5 minutes, I thought about my close circle of friends. How some even when they got word that I had caught the bug dint care to call and check on me. But then I realized that sometimes our friends don’t have the capacity to be there for us. Mostly because they are battling their own storms or they are bombarded with too much worry in their life to have empathy for you. And its okay. Thou shall not take that personally. Of importance is to look at the brighter side of life. You have family and a few friends who checking every day. Focus on that, Soak in that love and let it nourish you.
Soldier Gal 