Well turns out my mom didn't do her test right and that cold she has is covid, which she passed to me.
It started two days ago with a bit of a sore throat and I was a little more tired than normal. But yesterday I woke up feeling nauseous, a more sore throat, feeling extremely hot, and a splitting headache. I had a strong feeling this was covid, but I still took a test to be sure. I slept for the majority of yesterday, waking only to drink and use the restroom. That was until I woke at 17:00 and was feeling a bit better. I had enough energy to eat and I took a cool shower, not cold, just cool enough to cool me down. After the shower my headache died down a bit and I was able to watch a few episodes of Better Call Saul. Good Television let me tell ya.
I fell back asleep a little after 22:00 and slept hard through the night. I woke up this morning and feel pretty much fine, just still the occasional cough and stuffed nose. I expect I'm gonna be pretty much back to normal by the weekend. I knew I was gonna be okay but I was even a bit surprised at how well I've been taking it.
So I'm just gonna chill out for a few days until I get better, I hope my roommate doesn't get it. We've been keeping our distance but I think it's kinda inevitable, unless his booster protects him.
Kinda nice that I've got it over and done with finally. I was so worried about it for the first year of covid, less so the second, and not really at all this third. I just accepted it was gonna happen eventually and hoped it got over and done with sooner or later.
Now it has come and soon it will go.