I’m going nuts in my room. I’m trying to come up with a way to leave early. Best I got is technically my symptoms started a day earlier because I had a cough that I thought was unusual for me, a dry cough that didn’t go away until drinking a whole 24oz bottle of water. Usually if I have a tickle in my throat a few sips is all it takes. I had the coughing attack three times, of course I didn’t think Covid at the time but clearly it was.

I just want to leave my room, not my house. I will steer clear of public until the correct isolation end date but I just can’t take it anymore. I feel like I’m back in the psych hospital. Trapped with nowhere to go until the dr said I could. The longer I stayed the more convinced I became that RS didn’t want me back.

I’m going to at least go down to the basement at some point and do a workout video or something. My body aches from sitting on the bed. The room is too small to add a chair or even pace. The basement is large and no one goes down there for more than a few minutes. If I tell my son to stay upstairs for a few hours I can breathe freely.