I’ve had a nagging cough for about a week. The cough has been accompanied by aggressive heart palpitations. I’ve been teleworking at home, which means business as usual – meetings all day whether virtual or conference call. The cough has been such a pain, causing me to not finish my sentences without interruption.
I doubled down on the over the counter medicine. For a little while, I thought it was doing something. Then, it got to the point where the cough was interfering with my daily activities such as talking. People were asking me if I was ok. I could see and hear their concerns. My husband, Bryan, wanted me to take off work a couple of days, but I didn’t.
“It’s probably just allergies”, I said more than once to different people, knowing full well I was tested for allergies a few years ago and tests came back negative. That didn’t mean I wouldn’t be sensitive to certain pollens in the air, the doctor had said. It is spring time.
Last Monday, I was miserable, then Tuesday, barely a cough the whole day but my mid-section, all around, was sore. The cough persisted again on Wednesday, progressively getting worse as the day went on. I decided to end my work day early to get some rest. The over the counter medications helped me sleep at night, but the cough and heart palpitations returned with a vengeance on Thursday.
I assured a member of my team that I would likely call my doctor Friday morning if nothing changed. We said our goodbyes for the work day. But I knew nothing would change so I decided to see if I could schedule a doctor’s appointment online. I think everyone else’s concern increased my concern. I’m one of those people who prefer to tough it out, but I could admit it was time for something to be done.
On the online portal, my responses to the questions about my symptoms directed me to call the clinic. I spoke to an after hours nurse at about 6:30 pm or so. Again, I could barely finish my sentences. She trouble shooted some symptoms and said it sounded like I had a bad cold and not COVID-19, but my symptoms warranted a call with the triage nurse. The triage nurse asked me a series of questions. No, I didn’t think I had a fever, but I haven’t been able to check because the sleeves for our ear thermometer are on back order.
The triage nurse gave me the option of seeing a doctor via telemedicine that evening or waiting to see my primary care physician the next day. The pain in my chest, cough, and heart palpitations were becoming unbearable. I knew I had to see someone that evening. My telemedicine appointment was scheduled for 7:30 pm, 40 minutes from then. I could expect a call from another nurse before I met with the doctor. I texted my siblings so they could be aware.
A nurse called me at 7:15 pm, asking me more questions. She assured me the doctor would be calling in a few minutes and that he did. By the time I spoke to the doctor, I had already spoken to 3 nurses and explained my situation each time. He asked about a fever and posed more probing questions about the cough and heart palpitations. He indicated I probably didn’t have COVID-19. He put me on hold for a couple of minutes, came back, and said he would prescribe stronger medication for the cough and a ZPAC. He also said he wanted me to go to the clinic to get the COVID-19 test.
At that point, I decided not to panic and was relieved about getting stronger medications. The clinic was right around the corner and so was my pharmacy. My husband and I put our masks on….pictured and courtesy of my daughter who said she ordered 6 masks (for fashion she said…???) a few YEARS ago (I question her sense of time). I may circle back around to this in a different post. When I’m better, I plan to sew in an extra layer of fabric.
Eerily, there were barely any people out in the shopping center comprised of several businesses, including the clinic, restaurants, and a gym. I was able to walk right up and check in with the lady in full protective gear sitting outside of the clinic. A man was ahead me. We were both instructed to wait. I could wait in my car or outside. I elected to wait outside.
My state of mind was calm, yet I almost couldn’t believe with all that was happening, this COVID-19 would hit so close to home. I was waiting to take the test. I told myself this is a precaution since I have a cancer history. Three of the four people in my household are in the high risk category, including myself. It was still very surreal. The test was brief – a cotton swab swiped in each nostril. I heard the nurse say I should get a call within 24 hours, but I realized later I didn’t hear the rest of what she said about the notification.
Today is Saturday and I still haven’t received a call with the results. I’ve never once panicked. I really don’t think I have COVID-19, but I won’t know for sure until I get the results. I think my immunity has been down from a cold I had in February. I checked online to see how long it takes to receive COVID-19 test results and it showed 2 to 10 days. On my online chart, I could see the doctor diagnosed me with “bronchitis”. In the meantime, my cough hasn’t gotten any better, but I did start the prescription medications yesterday.
The light in all of this is that whether or not I have COVID-19, I will be okay. I’m grateful I was seen by a doctor so quickly. Taking the test was also quick and painless. In a situation like this, I’d rather doctors be over cautious than not. I’m also very thankful that I decided to get this nasty cough checked out and that I have quality health insurance because I know many people don’t.
I’ll keep you all posted on the results. Unfortunately, my husband has been feeling sick today too. I’ve been coughing a lot so it was bound to happen. He decided to sleep downstairs. I pray my kids won’t get sick. Today, I started wearing my bandana as a mask in the house. Although it’s difficult, I’m going to try to get some rest so I can get up to view our church’s Easter service online before my husband and I cook our Easter meal. I also plan to do some cleaning and more resting after that.
If you celebrate, how will you be spending Easter this year?
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