2 years ago, give or take a few weeks, Tanya (we think) got Covid. It must have been Alpha back then. She spent 7 days locked in a room in strict sanitised isolation with her meals left outside. She slept most of the time early on, then read the blog and watched films for the final stint as she began to feel better. She was tired and had a cough for a good few weeks after that as well.
2 years on and 3 vaccines later, we all had Covid. This time though we could all just isolate together with hugs all round, and variant Omicron was much, much milder; so it was more a case of waiting it out rather than wait and see. That said we all reverted to our own version of recovery - Tanya still slept plenty as she had little energy; Emily wasn't herself but just read books so not much change there; Niomi you could barely tell she was ill and played relentlessly; and, as for for me, I grumbled my way through a week of work feeling a bit rubbish till I woke up about 5 days in feeling fine again. Variants of Covid and variations on symptoms.
One thing that saved us both times though was the weather. We've been completely blessed in our isolation periods with glorious sunny weather. And boy does that help.
So two of us are now in freedom, and two still wating on tests. Touch and go tomorrow if we're heading away to Pitlochry this weekend or not. Fingers crossed...whatever though - we're all well on the road to recovery.
