I started feeling unwell on a Monday night, with tiredness and aching joints. This got worse on the Tuesday when I ached all over, had a mild headache, and an intermittent cough. Thinking it might be Covid-19, I did a Rapid Antigen Test (RAT) which turned out to be negative. That was a bit of a relief. However, I was still going downhill and in addition to the constant aching of everything, my stomach started doing backflips and eating anything led to constant nausea and ineffective attempts at preventing a round-trip meal ticket (i.e. vomiting). The only thing I kept down on the Wednesday was a dinner comprising half a vegemite sandwich. I had the other half for breakfast late Thursday morning. The feeling of tiredness was overwhelming. On the Thursday, I got out of bed at about 8 o’clock after a decent night’s sleep but two hours later I nodded off on the lounge for another three hours. I found it exhausting to simply stand up long enough to have a shower. Just to check my Covid-19 negative status, I did another RAT that night, which turned up negative as expected. On the Friday, I felt a little better; the constant overall aching had largely gone, the tiredness was still intense, the stomach was still doing backflips and the cough had become more irritating. This time I managed to stand up long enough to have a shower and a shave, although I needed a long sit down and many deep breaths afterwards. Feeling better after having a shave, I decided to take the bull by the horns, and had a curried vegetable samosa and an apple Danish for a very late lunch. I spent the rest of the day trying to keep it down, this time, successfully. Almost every movement made the nausea intensify, so I just sat on the lounge, trying not to move.
Today, the nausea is still there and my stomach is still doing backflips and making a racket. For breakfast, I had a slice of bread with some margarine and vegemite, and it doesn’t feel like it is going to bounce.
If this is caused by a virus, which seems likely, it is one of the weirdest I have ever contracted.
Might be man flu , but really depends on what rat test you are doing . If not nose swab or doctors test , it can come up negative.
Keryn,
I wish it was man-flu. At least then it would have been for a purpose (to engender sympathy?). While I kept some lunch down (corned beef and salad sanger), I am as weak as a kitten.
Meh, sounds like COVID in a healthy vaccinated individual (or at least that’s what my Doc told me). Think of it as skipping the initial stages and going straight to the immune response. I had it Easter weekend, but with half a day of fever and shaking so hard I couldn’t hold a glass of water, felt exhausted by lunchtime for the following week; all the stuff you expect from a heavy immune response.
Two RATS tests and an eye watering big lads PCR test all came back negative. RATS tests have a high false negative rate (20% according to the ABC – I remember reading it was much higher) so the chances of hitting two false readings in a row aren’t high. By the time I got to the PCR, it was more than 48 hours later and no longer detectable.
Or maybe it was food poisoning,says my Doc…
Laurie,
I have had food poisoning a couple of times; once at a restaurant in Battery Point in Hobart, and once while I was out bush doing field work on my own (from freeze-dried stroganoff). This was not food poisoning. Speaking to my GP, he suspected it was simply a virus; one I could have done without.
vot a lot ov girlie mens ve haff assembled here huh? (referencing the good old vege here). As any true red blooded patriotic vegemite aficionado would tell you, it needs to be spread almost deep enough to support a knife blade on point. At this point it is permitted to mix with the, also liberally applied, butter, while taking utmost care not to reintroduce any butter back to the jar because, as any 6YO (patriot) will attest, the contents will then become exceptionally poisonous. and marge? pfffftttttt!
“Girlie mens”? That sounds suspiciously like what a Belgian might say…
I’m with you on the marge, mind. Nasty stuff that. Burns well in an oil lamp*, which I am sure Arthur will tell us merry stories of having to do during the blitz 🙂
* So does butter.