I’ve been on sick leave for the last three weeks, and intermittently before that as well. Caught who-knows-what in August, worked myself up to a sinusitis which had at some point developed up to a necessary treatment with appropriate antibiotics, and fell sick with COVID symptoms two days after I got mostly out of the woods considering the problems with the bacteria living in my near-to-my-brain cavities. When the fever hit, I tested very, very faintly positive. It actually might have been to residues of Staphylococcus aureus, which are known to cause false positives. It might also have been COVID alright, since after a week of rest, when I was feeling better (mostly because the diarrhoea was very much better, thank you very much dear microbiome), I got a fever AGAIN and the test was basically positive the moment the drops touched the lateral flow device.
Today is the first day I don’t feel like lying around is the best thing to do.
Happy to live in a country with a real health service and a rather working health insurance system. More than happy, actually. I am paying nearly 1000 € a month to the insurer for that privilege, and this is literally the best investment in my life.
