From 81c37ebe32fe11e5e9d1122af196f5ac6f1ab625 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Pim van Pelt Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2024 12:01:48 +0200 Subject: [PATCH] Friday --- content/blog/wk12day5.md | 50 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++--- 1 file changed, 47 insertions(+), 3 deletions(-) diff --git a/content/blog/wk12day5.md b/content/blog/wk12day5.md index 622e236..6c4ec46 100644 --- a/content/blog/wk12day5.md +++ b/content/blog/wk12day5.md @@ -1,7 +1,51 @@ --- -title: "Week 12, Friday:" +title: "Week 12, Friday: COVID :(" date: 2024-10-18T21:55:00+02:00 -draft: true --- -{{< image frame="true" width="17em" float="right" src="/img/headline/todo.png" alt="Credit: " >}} +{{< image frame="true" width="17em" float="right" src="/img/headline/kushsessions-08.png" alt="Credit: Kush Sessions, YouTube" >}} + +In hindsight, I could've (should've?) seen this one coming. On Wednesday after coming home from +Geneva, I went to bed early and I wrote: + +> _I'm feeling a bit tired so I turn in early for the night._ + +And on Thursday after partying with my DJ Roomba, I tried to write a little bit of code for my +FreeIX Remote project, but got stuck in a piece of BGP propagation logic that should not have been +all that difficult, and I wrote: + +> _I mess around, and eventually abort the mission because I'm not feeling too great..._ + +So I woke up this morning with a headache and a soar throat. Also, shivering. Wruh, wroh. I took a +COVID test and wouldn't you know it: positive. Crap. Although both Quinn and Marina have picked up +the corona virus before, I have not once tested positive for it. Much to my surprise, I tested +positive today, first timer. Marina asks if she can do anything for me, and I suggest to make +chicken soup. It always cheers me up when I'm sick. + +I took my temperature it started off as 38.5C (101.3F) so I go back to sleep. I woke up at around +14:00 or so, and took some of that chicken and vegetable soup. It tastes like water for some reason, +so I add some more chicken stock, and some more, and then some. Still nothing - my taste is gone, +but I've eaten something, so I go back to sleep. + +I woke up at 16:30 with my entire day gone, and I'm bored of bed, so I go downstairs to couch-surf a +little bit, watching Rick and Morty episodes. I dose off, to be woken up just before dinnertime by +Marina, who had made a fabulous chicken and black bean casserole. I ate a little bit of it, but I am +now certain of it: either this casserole is very bitter, or I have no taste at all. Considering +Quinn and Marina are chomping away at it without comment, I'm going to decide my sense of taste has +simply taken the day off. I wonder how salty I made that soup in the end? + +After dinner, I am instructed by Marina to isolate, which I think is a good idea. Later in the +evening, my temperature rose to 39.5C (103.1F) and time simply stood still for me, so I went back to +sleep. + +Friday: poof, gone. + +## Pictures of the Day + +{{< gallery-category >}} + {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-18/IMG_2142.JPG" caption="COVID Test: postive." >}} + {{< gallery-photo fn="2024-10-18/IMG_2145.JPG" caption="Fever: check." >}} +{{< /gallery-category >}} + +{{< gallery-modal >}} +{{< gallery-script >}}