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Omicron hit me like a club

Omicron hit me like a club

Day 2, the clubbing

Already in the early hours of the morning it tears me out of sleep: the aching limbs feel like I’m lying on a stretching bench. I’m sick and cold. I run a hot tub, but even that doesn’t help. Suddenly I feel dizzy, very dizzy. I think of a flu infection, take a drug from the medicine cabinet and do the gargle test, which is later thrown in by a neighbor in the supermarket. From then on, a new symptom is added every hour, and I know: it’s not a flu-like infection. Fever in extreme flares, within just one hour it climbs to 39.8 degrees and falls again to 36.5. heat, sweating. Then again icy cold and goosebumps. This is repeated every second hour, it puts an extreme strain on my body. There are also cramps in my thighs, I curl up in bed, I can literally feel my immune system fighting the virus. It is impossible to get up, after each attack I am completely powerless and fall asleep – until the next attack pulls me out of my sleep. Not to think about eating, not even drinking – no liquids stay in the stomach, no tea, no soup, not even water. The body no longer lets anything in, repels everything. As if he wanted to isolate himself. However, this also makes it difficult to take soothing medication. In a “pause” I scrape together my last energies and do another antigen test. At first there is only a red line, it stays that way for ten minutes. I was about to throw the test away when, exactly 13 minutes later, I suddenly see a faint second red line that will become clear within the next few minutes. So yes: positive. The shock. How can that be? As someone who has been vaccinated three times, you only have a cold, maybe a cough and a few mild cold symptoms. But not that pain. I get respect for this virus spreading in my body. What is there to come? I google and find that I have almost all the symptoms except for a runny nose (which should come two days later, but only very lightly and then goes away) and the loss of smell and taste. But I don’t have an appetite anyway, which seems – as I research – to be one of the essential new distinguishing features of Omikron. Besides nausea. That, I notice, is coming more and more. My doctor prescribes some medicines for me via a digital prescription, which is placed in front of my door. Including a pain reliever. But that doesn’t help much, in the evening a second one comes along, that relieves a bit. But because I can only drink water in small sips, it’s not easy to take the pills. I’m extremely tired, my legs hardly support me, I worry about dehydration. I’m by no means self-pitying, but at this moment I’m actually thinking about calling an ambulance. I ask my friends who are doctors, who all tell me: only if I have shortness of breath, otherwise I should persevere. I’m not short of breath, so I’m holding out.

Day 3, the positive test

The result of the throat test isn’t out yet, I was able to sleep a few hours that night, but I’m completely exhausted from the fever cramps. The sore throat is gone, the coughing lessened. My voice is thick and rough. I update my profile on “Alles Gurgelt” what feels like 100 times, but the evaluation takes time. The result used to come after about 12 hours, now it’s already 20 hours. I write an email to “Alles Gurgelt”, but I think that in view of the many cases, they probably have their hands full there. But it doesn’t let me rest, I do another antigen test, which is also positive. But after I went into self-isolation from the beginning of the symptoms, I am reassured that I have not infected anyone directly. Apparently I wasn’t infectious until the first antigen test failed. Everyone I’ve been in contact with before has remained negative. I inform my close environment at work and in private life and I am happy about every loving reaction. It’s good in a situation like this. It is early afternoon when the PCR test confirms what the antigen tests predicted: the virus was detected, the CT value is just under 23, so I am highly infectious. The fever cramps are still there, but now they only come every fourth hour instead of every second hour. I’m grateful for that. My chest aches from coughing, which is the least symptom of all. Heavy sneezing is added, which doesn’t make it any better.

Day 4, the light relaxation

I manage to spoon up half a bowl of soup and drinking water is easier again. Nevertheless, I have far too little fluid in my body, which is why I get extremely dizzy. The scale shows that I have lost three kilos since the symptoms started. The interval between fever flares is getting longer, I’m hoping that I’ve survived the worst. For a personal field test I do another antigen test, this is positive again, but this time the second red line is not delicate but thick and bold. I feel like I’m wrapped in cotton, suddenly get a cold, my head feels heavy and tight. The phone rings, the health authority is on it. “How are you?” is the first question asked by the friendly employee. The organization in Vienna has to be praised at this point: both the simple application with throwing in the throat tests in the supermarkets, the professionalism of the contact tracing team and the necessary information sheets – everything works. The lady takes the time for our phone call, listens carefully and answers calmly and factually. In a questionnaire from the City of Vienna, I entered all data such as whereabouts, vaccination dates and symptoms in advance in order to support and shorten the survey by the authorities. We talk about contact persons of the past two days, possible places of infection, my living situation and care options. She gave me her phone number in case I had any questions and wished me a speedy recovery. At the time, she didn’t know whether it was Delta or Omicron, the sequencing took around four days. I ask if other people who have been vaccinated three times have such strong symptoms. “Yes, it happens,” she says. Finally, she wishes me a speedy recovery and concludes that I can be glad to be vaccinated. Shortly after the phone call, as if the virus had heard it, the next cramp in my limbs grabs me and pulls me down again.

Day 5, things are looking up – right?

If I’ve learned something unequivocal about the virus over the past few days: It’s unpredictable, even when it rotates in the body. His attacks come out of nowhere and always manifest themselves in a different symptom – sometimes one symptom follows another, at least in my case. After all, I’m gradually getting better, the fever cramps are getting milder and less, the nausea has disappeared. But the cycle is in the bucket because of the lack of liquid, so it’s now: water, water, water. Still, I feel better, albeit very tired. Like I ran a four-day marathon. I sleep a lot, the body is finally starting to recover. In two days I can try to test myself free – as long as I’m symptom-free. A quick phone call to my “supervisor” from the contact tracing team reveals: the sequencing is complete, it’s Omicron.

My conclusion so far

The lady is right: what would have happened if the virus had hit me defenseless, I would have ended up in the hospital, maybe even in intensive care. As a young, perfectly healthy person. Omikron should not be underestimated, even if many of them only get a cold. We don’t know anything about Long Covid, not even in the case of mild courses. In any case, when I listen to my body, I can feel how wild this virus is. My inner defense ammunitions itself with everything it has. With every febrile seizure I think to myself: That’s another 1000 antibodies. Thinking positively helps. And because some think it’s similar to the flu: it’s not like that. I had that once too. This is way worse.

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