With the Weekly Book Wrap-Up, I give you a bit of an insight into all the new books that have arrived at my place. No matter if I won a giveaway, got approved for a reviewer´s copy, an ARC, or just bought one myself. Everything that I add to my shelves, in what way ever and read during the past week or am still reading, I will write about it. And maybe I tell you a bit about the upcoming things on Inkvotary, that is if I don´t forget it and have something to share with you *smile*
I am linking up with Tynga´s Reviews and Caffeinated Reviewer and hope you´ll have fun reading it and maybe get the one or the other book inspiration.
Stacking The Shelves #157
No new books.
Sunday Post #114
Today I am for the first time in two weeks up, in fresh clothes (other than my pajamas), and where I feel a bit more like a human again. The past week was a very unpleasant one. On Easter Monday I received the call from the medical authorities my doctor had told me about when he took the swab test deep in my throat and nose. In short, after that, things turned ugly.
My neighbors showed me very clearly that they were not happy at all about my quarantine and the fact that I had tested positive and that above all, our medical authorities had contacted me and asked for my contact list. I am still speechless over the hate, rage, lack of understanding, and all the accusations they yelled and screamed at me via phone or via text. I received verbal beatings of a very special kind and still do. Since Easter Monday afternoon they brought me long-expired food like tea, cheese, or sausage, and put some rotten fruit and vegetables on my threshold. They piled wheat bread outside my apartment door ignoring the fact that I had told them not to bring me any. Simply said, they ignore everything that comes from my side but have the nerve to tell me via WhatsApp that they expect me to be grateful, to make a deep bow, and to say `thank you for your gracious help`. I call that an emotional rollercoaster I´ve never experienced before.
I am not sure how and if I will still be able to keep a friendly neighborship with them. But I know for sure that my circle of friends and good neighbors have now halved due to my Covid disease. Sad but that is reality.
Thankfully, the man from the local regulatory authority helped me cope with it all. He called me almost daily, asked me how I was doing, and answered all my questions. He gave me background information no TV News had ever told the nation, stayed on the phone, and gave me comfort even when I was a sobbing mess, and supported me and my parents every step of the way. His psychological and support are and was a huge help for me and my family.
On Thursday he asked me to make another doctor’s appointment for a second swab test the next day because he wanted to know the actual CT value from that PCR test to see whether I am still infectious and when he can authorize the end of my quarantine. He told me that he, unfortunately, had zero tolerance concerning that CT number. Which I totally understand. He also told me, that it is very likely that the British mutation B.1.1.7 has hit me, but I would have to ask my doctor for that specific information. So that is also something I will hopefully hear next week.
So, Friday was the day where I had my second PCR test, this time a very unpleasant experience. It was another doctor who did it because mine was not in the house. And she poked extremely deep around in my throat and told me that she did so because she wouldn´t go up the nose. I had to choke badly and was glad when it was finally over. Now I have to wait until somewhen on Monday when they will call me to tell me my result.
The weekend showed me that I am on the road to recovery. I feel much better, the dry coughing is gone although I still must cough sometimes, at least I can speak and breathe at the same time again without thinking about it and without the need to take a breath after every second word. My taste and smell are recovering too, but I noticed that not everything I eat or drink tastes the same it did before the virus hit me so bad. And my fitness is poor now. Yesterday I did some laundry and after one load is done and hanging on the clothesline, I was totally exhausted and wanted nothing but to lay down and sleep for a few hours.
Thank you for all your well wishes and comments. I will answer them as soon as I can and visit your blog and comment back.
How was your week? Stay safe and healthy.
Happy reading
