I hate going to the doctor. I only go when something is stupidly wrong or when they insist on a visit before I can get a prescription refilled. This week, something is stupidly wrong. If it were just a cold or the flu, I wouldn’t worry about it. Since Saturday, I’ve been feeling dizzy. It’s not fall-on-your-face dizzy. It’s just I can feel the earth rotating mixed with a modicum of who’s spinning the room. It comes and goes. I can be sitting at my desk, and suddenly I get dizzy. Did I move? Nope. Alternately, I just had my head in the washing machine, looking for the last bit of laundry to put in the dryer. No dizziness. Huh? Here I am, nearly upside down and nothing. What the heck? So off I go, later on, to see a doctor.

I don’t feel bad enough not to work. I worked the whole time I had COVID. Lion thinks I should be in bed. Well, it would be comfier and warmer, but why waste perfectly good paid time off on being sick? I’m taking an hour off this afternoon for a doctor’s appointment. And I’m seriously considering taking tomorrow off. It’s just a half day. We’ll see what the doctor says. I come from a long line of you-show-up-to-work-unless-you’re-dead stock. My grandfather’s cows didn’t milk themselves.

When I walked past the spanking bench, I briefly considered moving it into its new position. Then I decided it can wait until I’m able to spank Lion. It would be silly to have it out and not make use of it. Lion has been a good boy. I think he’s only slightly annoyed me once, and I can’t even remember what he did. Obviously, there hasn’t been anything sexual going on. I thought about snuggling with him but then figured it might make the dizziness worse. Sitting still does enough of that.

I just want to get things back to normal. That’s really the only reason I’m going to the doctor.

Lion just took another COVID test. A positive result shows up fairly early. He finally tested negative. Of course, that doesn’t mean he’s 100 percent better. He still can’t taste things. However, I’m positive he’s negative for COVID. Now we wait another five days to be able to go out mask free. Of course, we’d be pretty stupid to go anywhere without a mask again. We fell for it once. No more.

We’ve both been having appetite issues. We aren’t really hungry, but we know we have to eat. Since Lion can’t taste much, he doesn’t care what he eats. I decided to make hamburgers and onion rings last night. He could taste the sweetness of the onion rings, but not much else. I made BLTs for lunch. I was trying to coax his taste buds into working by giving him bacon to smell. It didn’t work very well. Maybe I should give him raisins to eat. He hates raisins, but if he can’t taste them anyway, he won’t know he hates them. Right?

We snuggled a bit last night. He said I didn’t get close enough to his fun area. I didn’t think he wanted any action. I was busy playing with the hair on his leg. I could have visited my weenie. Even if he didn’t get excited, it would have been fun. I’ll have to visit tonight.

I don’t know how long it will be before we get back in the swing of things. There’s no rush. Of course, if we exhaust ourselves trying, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. I don’t think either of us would mind being tired from sex. At this point, any amount of exertion would exhaust us. Sounds good to me.

I should have known something was wrong on Sunday when I was so wiped out. My sinuses started bothering me yesterday and I had a cough because of it. Lion was having the same problem and was thinking it was allergies. By this morning, I wondered if I had COVID again. Why would I? We took the drug and the only time I went out was to pick up Chinese food and I was masked for those five minutes.

On my way to the kitchen to make breakfast, I grabbed a COVID test. You’re supposed to wait fifteen minutes for the results. In less than four I had both lines. Damn. When I brought breakfast in, I told Lion and he said he was wondering if he had it again too. Another test and he was positive. I did a televisit this morning and it turns out the protocol is no more meds for the rebound. I need to do another televisit with my own doctor to decide if I need IV Rendesivir. I hope not because that’s three days of IV drug. As long as the symptoms don’t get more severe than a cold, I’m fine with no IVs. Lion has a televisit tomorrow and we’ll know if he needs the drug.

Even though both of us were feeling somewhat under the weather, we tried to play. I sucked Lion until he said he didn’t think he’d get any further. I just like sucking him. Sure, it’s nice it I can get him all hot and bothered, but as long as it feels good for him, I’m good. Depending on how we feel tonight, we might even be able to snuggle a bit and I can fondle my weenie. I doubt it will go any further. The main thing is to be close.

For the naysayers, yes, I still believe the vaccine was worth it. Yes, it’s annoying to have this again. I just read information from the CDC that says it should resolve itself in about three days even without any more treatment. I’m just hoping Lion and I don’t wind up passing it back and forth. If that happens, we may need the other treatment.

I am a hypocrite. On Tuesday I went to the store to pick up my antiviral medicine. Lion can’t drive so I had to do it. I was fully masked in the store. Yesterday, however, we went to the bank with the truck and camper buyers to do the paperwork for the sale. I was not masked. I probably infected the new owners as well as the banker. In my defense, I probably already infected the buyers days ago before I realized I was sick. Of course, I have no idea who infected me. I had no illusion that the vaccination was going to protect me 100%. I just hope it helps me avoid being as sick as I might have been without it. I’ve heard it’s like the worst flu you’ve ever had if you aren’t vaccinated. I remember the worst flu I ever had. It was about twenty years ago and I was leveled for days. No, thank you. I’d rather have some sort of protection. For the record, I usually didn’t get flu shots back then. If I had gotten one, it’s probable I would not have been as sick.

I definitely overdid it yesterday. I took three extra-strength Tylenol before we left the house, but I was on my feet a lot. After the camper was gone (good riddance), I decided to lie down for a while. I wasn’t really wiped out, but I knew I wasn’t not wiped out. We watched TV, had some lunch, and then we both napped off and on. The lion took a shower, leaving the shower door open, but I didn’t think I should chance standing up any longer than absolutely necessary, so I didn’t take one. I made an easy dinner and we just vegetated.

The worst part of all of this is the horrible taste in my mouth that turns out to be a side-effect of the anti-viral. Blech. I mean, the worst part other than worrying about infecting Lion. He’s tested negative so far, but I don’t know exactly when I was infected so I’m not sure when I might have infected him. It’s possible his body has built up more immunities than mine. I hope so. I definitely don’t want him to get sick.

Maybe my symptoms won’t get any worse. I do feel better today. I haven’t taken any Tylenol. I’m waiting to see if I need it. I woke up with a sore throat, but that’s gone now. My nose is running that’s making me cough. I do have a few aches and pains, but I normally do so it’s difficult to differentiate between non-COVID aches and COVID aches. I’m working today, but I’ve told the boss I’ll do so as long as I can remain vertical. If I start to slump down in my chair, I’m out. Luckily, my commute back to bed is about twenty-five feet.