Wow! That is seriously f***ed up. You have my sympathy.
Stay hydrated! Best wishes to you and the wife for a quick recovery!!
I don't even know when it happened to me. One day I was very happy climbing around on roofs, up ladders and perched in very precarious positions and heights, and then one day bam! shaky knees and jitters.
Most guys have a mid life crisis and buy a Corvette or similar. At 44 I became a commercial pilot complete with an airplane of my own. Not saying it was a mistake, but it was very expensive! The license was a good idea in spite of the cost, too many private and recreational pilots die from lack of training and resulting predicaments. The sportscar is a way cheaper alternative though, even if it says something like Porsche on the insignia.
My wife brought it home to me back in October. Which is to say it was better than something else someone could bring home (I jest of course). Wasn't nice at all no. But at least it wasn't one of the more virulent strains from early on. We were both routinely vaxed due to her being a front line medical worker, and what with the required precautions and other stuff, we dodged that bullet. Given what we both went through with the later version, the thought of that more dangerous variant scares the crap out of me. And I'm a healthy sort. Can only imagine what someone with respiratory or cardiac issues could suffer like. Or worse.
My wife and I have had none of the shots. The symptoms have been up and down. I would probably term this as mild from things I have read about what others have been through with it. One interesting thing is that we have had almost completely different symptoms. About the only thing that has been the same is muscle aches and feeling tired all the time. Other than that, our symptoms have been completely different. It wasn't until I lost my senses of smell and taste that I was convinced it was actually COVID. I was wondering if it was strep throat by how mine was progressing.I don't even know when it happened to me. One day I was very happy climbing around on roofs, up ladders and perched in very precarious positions and heights, and then one day bam! shaky knees and jitters.
Most guys have a mid life crisis and buy a Corvette or similar. At 44 I became a commercial pilot complete with an airplane of my own. Not saying it was a mistake, but it was very expensive! The license was a good idea in spite of the cost, too many private and recreational pilots die from lack of training and resulting predicaments. The sportscar is a way cheaper alternative though, even if it says something like Porsche on the insignia.
As to jumping out of any airplane (even a rickety one), not this cat. I'll fly it apart first. Then "if I die, I die."
My wife brought it home to me back in October. Which is to say it was better than something else someone could bring home (I jest of course). Wasn't nice at all no. But at least it wasn't one of the more virulent strains from early on. We were both routinely vaxed due to her being a front line medical worker, and what with the required precautions and other stuff, we dodged that bullet. Given what we both went through with the later version, the thought of that more dangerous variant scares the crap out of me. And I'm a healthy sort. Can only imagine what someone with respiratory or cardiac issues could suffer like. Or worse.
If this is a vacation, it is the absolute worst one I have ever been on.
My sense of smell was lost in 1994 in a car accident (when my brain hit the front of my skull, it broke the nerve that transfers info from nose to occipiital lobe of the brain). I have not smelled a thing since (a blessing and a curse). Many people do not realize that a large portion of what you think is your taste, is actually your sense of smell. When I was in that accident, doctors informed me that 50-80% of what you think is "taste" is actually your sense of smell. All your palette picks up is sweet, sour, salty and bitter. Everything else that you think you are tasting is actually your sense of smell.
Oh, I have one that would compete...If this is a vacation, it is the absolute worst one I have ever been on.
I can definitely see where the sense of smell really enhances your sense of taste. Sorry to hear about you losing yours. The sense of smell can transport you right back in time. I have been thinking of a lot of smells since Sunday. If I am ready, we have a trip to camp planned the first week of next month. There is always a camp fire there. The smell of a camp fire is one of those smells that takes me back. On the other side of that, I thought, man, if I were to have a fire in the house, the smell of it would probably be my first indicator. This has made me realize how many things I could not be aware of just from this one sense. It is kind of scary to think about it.
I have some memories of frustrating vacations but I am not sure any were as bad as being sick...
I tried replacing roof tiles on my house a couple years back. I got up there and made the mistake of looking down, and that was it. I called a roofer afterwards. I remember too, at the job I had at the time, managing a hardware store, my boss had this great idea to install ad monitors and he was going to hang them from the ceiling. Problem is our ceiling was over 20ft up. He had me stand on the top step of a ladder holding a 10ft piece of 2" metal pipe trying to screw it into a threaded hole on the ceiling. Not fun.
My wife, after warnings from her doctor that her next gall bladder attack would be her last and would require immediate surgery, suffered one 4 hours after we arrived in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. We had a week paid for, all inclusive. My wife was deathly sick and we didn’t even consider going to a doctor there. The emergency flight home cost more than the whole trip, and we went from the Greater Cincinnati airport straight to the hospital, where the told her she was a few hours from it bursting (which was our big fear while on the airplanes home).
I think that is the worst vacation story I have heard, happy it was not worse! Also glad the plane ride did not do the unthinkable!! Did you get a lousy t-shirt at the airport on your way out? Quite the story, but I would not want to be the one having to relay it as personal experience. Cool that you both made it home safe and to health to tell the story.
