My Covid Diary - Day 4 and 5

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I think Im over the worst.  I'm sleeping better though I've woken up a few times from sweating.  I'm not sure what day it is and my brain feels a bit foggy.  My sore throat is easing and so is my cough slightly though Im still coughing up fluid off my lungs..  I've now been able to eat a piece of toast without throwing it back up!  The worst part now is having very little energy.  I feel totally washed out.  I've tried doing small things around the house but I cant.  So, I have started taking high strength vitamin D, iron and drinking Lucozade.  I now have to take a test on day 5, if it is negative I have to take another on day 6 and if that's negative Im free!  Unfortunately mine is still showing positive. So its back to bimge watching sci-fi films and the manic street preachers for now!
 

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