Blimey, reading this, I’m feeling very lucky... or maybe I’m deluded.
DH (care home worker) was a bit sneezy over the weekend after Christmas, but then coughed a lot last Monday night, so attended work on Tuesday even though on annual leave, so he could get a test. We don’t know what happened to that - but they told him the home was in outbreak.
I started coughing on Thursday morning (New Year’s Eve) so went for a test, came back positive on Saturday.
Symptoms for both of us: cough, low appetite, feeling generally crap some of the time. I also had a fever on Friday, but not since. We are not too bad really - we are up and dressed, but a bit short of energy so not doing much/taking lots of breaks.
DH phoned in this morning and they told him to go and get another test rather than try chasing last week’s.
At the moment I can’t get my mind off the idea that you can start with mild symptoms and then get dramatically worse after a week or so. Looking forward to getting past that one week mark.
I’m 57, obese, have diabetes. Even so, my risk of needing hospital care is 1 in 570, so I’m hanging on to that. DH’s risk roughly half of mine even though he’s older and a man.