I’m back

I’ve felt better for about a week at this point. But getting back into the swing of things like writing every day and working out have been coming back slowly. I’m back to feeling great again and the past three weeks have been a reminder that I should not take my health for granted.

What did my COVID feel like? Two weeks of headaches and feeling tired.

There was a strange mental aspect of the sickness. For the final several days of being sick, I felt like I was dancing in this space between death and life. It was very strange. Nothing in the world was worth anything to me and I didn’t care about the future or anything other than finding a comfortable spot to lay down and try to rest.

I was always conscious of the fact that I was feeling this way and was able to have a third-person, top-down view of what I was going through, but I felt comfortable living in that space. It was a cold and uninviting world and my outlook was as if I was becoming totally detached from it. Just very bizarre and definitely the worst part of this sickness–for me, that is. I wonder if that's what it feels like when you're getting really old and losing the warmth in their life (literally and/or figuratively.)

It was interesting, but I’m glad to be over it and feeling normal and like I’m in my own comfy home again.

Now it’s a matter of reestablishing my sleep schedule and getting back to work and working harder every day.