If you follow this stuff closely, as I do, then you’ve probably noticed that over the last week, a sudden and deep schism has opened up between the two groups of doctors and researchers that have Biden’s ear.
One group is telling Biden to continue to push vaccinations, get masks and test equipment out, and keep an eye on the horizon. These researchers and doctors, are referring to data coming out of South Africa, Scandinavia, and northern Europe, the earliest hard hit Omicon areas that show that while Omicon may be as contagious as hell, it is not as deadly, and in fact may have a life span. Researchers look at numbers in terms of new cases, hospitalizations, and deaths falling sharply, believing the virus may be burning itself out. They feel that with the lag time, the US could be seeing relief my March or April.
The other side, of which Dr Fauci is a staunch supporter, are counseling Biden to learn to live with and manage Covid and Omicon. Certainly we will eventually get it gone, but not until The last American left has recovered from the disease. The halcyon dream days of herd immunity are over, the GOP fucktards gave it free rein for far too long.
Speaking personally, put me in Column B with Fauci and the Moo Shoo Chicken. You guys know how almost sinfully proud of how Teri and I have dotted every i and crossed every t to stay safe. Hell, I don’t walk out the door without my seeing eye human, which means I step outside at most twice a week.
Yeah, that. Teri showed symptomatic for Omicon on Monday morning, when she got up, and I showed symptomatic on Tuesday. The speed of our onset, and the virtual identity of the symptoms led Teri to call our pharmacist, who confirmed it sounded like onset symptoms. Sore scratchy throat, clogged and runny nose, cough, congestion, muscle aches, and a headache. I like hot sauce on mine, so I added in that tight, stretched feeling across the cheeks and forehead when you feel like you have a fever..
Teri is 7 years younger than me, and minus most of my co-mobidities, so fortunately she had a fairly easy go. She self treated with Nyquil and Tylenol. She went to bed early on Monday and Tuesday nights, stayed quiet, and by Wednesday night was pretty much back to normal.
I wasn’t quite so lucky. By preference I self treated with Dayquil and Tylenol, and went to bed early on Tuesday night. At about 2 am on Wednesday, I woke up, groaned, and sat up, which made me dizzy, That’s not good. I sat there for a moment and then turned my upper body to shake Teri’s shoulder to tell her to call an ambulance, something was wrong. But then I stopped myself and thought.
I got up, went to the bathroom sat on the edge of the bed and put on a pair of ankle socks to keep my feet from freezing, and laid back down. And then the shaking started. The inside of my body felt like i was in a lobster pot, but the outside felt like I was staked naked on an ice floe. I literally couldn’t control the shaking in my arms and legs, nor the chattering of my teeth, which went on for over 3 hours.
Wednesday doesn’t exist for me. When I staggered out into the living room to my recliner, I was a character from AMC’s Walking Dead. I don’t think I caught 15 complete minutes of news per hour on MSNBC from 10 am until 8 pm when Teri switched over to play KH3. I slept, tried to relax my aching muscles, and waited it out. And today I’m back at about 85%.
And while it is both disappointing, as well as disheartening to know that you can do every fucking thing right, and still catch this viscous bastard, there are also some silver linings in that dark cloud, and I want to share them with you.
First, the doctors are right, the vaccines work. Researchers say that people who are fully vaxxed, as well as boosted, if they do get a breakthrough Omicon infection, average 1-2.5 days of minor to moderate discomfort, almost certainly at home. Teri bloomed on Monday, and by Wednesday night was pretty much back to normal. I bloomed on Tuesday, and while I wouldn’t call my symptoms mild, at no time was I at risk of going to the hospital. People who are unvaccinated can more likely expect 5-7 days down and out, much more likely in a hospital, with much greater discomfort. I’ll take that trade off.
Second, the vaccines perform exactly as intended. Having grown up with severe allergies and respiratory issues, suffocation is an almost clinical paranoia for me. The mere thought of laying on a hospital bed, gasping for air like a trout on the bottom of a boat made me religious about taking every precaution. And I got it anyway. But while both Teri and I coughed like hell for more than 24 hours, it was all from the drainage running down out throats. At no time did either one of us wheeze, spasm, or rattle with congestion when we coughed. The cough trout up the mucus. The vaccines did their job, fighting the virus in the bloodstream, instead of letting it get into the lungs, which is the kill zone for Covid. Those who are unvaccinated cannot expect to be so lucky.
And finally, the way I look at it, Teri and I are lucky, we’re now uber vaccinated! we’re double vaxxed, boosted, and now we have, at least for a while, additional natural immunity from having beaten that little fucker. And with comes the peace of mind in knowing that you have all of the angels in your corner. That is my golden ray of sunshine for all of you who have done the right things. You can get through this.