I’m Still Breathing! Hope You Are Too.
Day 4 of self-isolation. All is well.
On Monday 23rd I had a shiny new call centre employment contract and was due to start my new job. But I developed a cough the evening before and instead had to self-isolate.
There are no doctors to call. Local surgeries shut down weeks ago. All health services are online.
I completed a simple questionnaire on the NHS 111 website. The advice was and is to stay at home.
If your symptoms get worse, phone the helpline to speak with an assessor who will either tell you to stay at home or put you through to someone with more medical knowledge. If you have difficulty breathing, you should call 999! I’m not there yet. I hope you aren’t either.
Luckily, as either self-employed or employed now I can claim £94 statutory sick pay — which is more than I would have earned with my self-employment employer, Intercountry!
I’ve heard from a friend that the French aren’t interested in improving their English while worried about the coronavirus. There is unlikely to be any working from home as an online English language coach for me as long as this pandemic continues. I was already living on savings for the first three months of this year, waiting for the new contracts to flood in and fill my schedule. That will not happen now.
I drank plenty of water and ate as usual.
My back, chest, neck and chin heated up in the afternoon. By bedtime, I had been fizzing away and I could feel the heat coming off my belly, thighs, neck and chin! It felt like a mild sunburn.
Some light relief.
Tuesday 24th, my chest and back weren’t hot this morning, and I hardly coughed. I’d heard vitamin C might help, I bought some last week. I took one because I didn’t want to risk diarrhoea!
In the afternoon, I felt hot and my body was fizzing all over again. I kept meaning to look up why, but kept finding other things to do. The cough was deeper. But I don’t feel too bad overall.
As you know, there’s a shortage of masks in most places worldwide. My dad shared this how to make a mask from men’s boxer shorts video. It’s in Polish and pretty loud, so you might want to mute it!
This is my dad in his version.

Friends on Facebook and WhatsApp sent many messages that were heartfelt and funny.
Wednesday, I was not as good as Tuesday but better than Monday, aching and sluggish, thanks for asking. Even having a shower and putting on daytime clothes didn’t wake me up.
I sat sipping my coffee and trying not to nod off in front of my second viewing of Westworld season 2. It’s amazing how much you can forget in a year. I hope we’ll have forgotten this nightmare by this time next year.
No coughing, but I still had an extra hot chest and back and I hadn’t stopped fizzing. Weird. I searched for fizzing skin but got results for burning and tingling related to either MS or menopause. Neither of which applied to my sensation. So I did a Google search for antibodies. I had this idea that the fizzing was my body fighting either an ordinary cold or mild symptoms of the coronavirus.
I didn’t find any descriptions from anyone who felt like their skin was fizzing. I found an easy to understand (I couldn’t name all the different cells if you asked me to) animated explanation of how our immune system springs into action.






