I HAVE COVID-19.

I had to have a Covid-19 test last week on Saturday as I was supposed to go for a hospital check up this week for my Hiatus hernia which involves having a camera shoved up my nose which then travels down ones throat and which can examine my stomach.

I have mentioned before that this is not a pleasant procedure and I have experienced a camera from the other end which is far easier as there is no gagging reflex on ones bum hole!

They phoned me this morning to inform me my test was positive and much as I was reluctant to have the camera down my throat, I have to admit getting Covid-19 is a somewhat extreme way of getting out of having the procedure.

Quite how I managed to catch it is a bit of a mystery to me as the only places I have been to are our local village shop, once a week to pick up my copy of Classic Car Buyer newspaper and once to get petrol at our local petrol station.

It is strangely ironic that the only way I can think I can have caught the virus is from one of the delivery drivers who have been delivering things to our house which we have been using in an effort to stay safe and not have to go out to the shops.

I have been banished to the bedroom where I am being doused in Covid repelling spray on a regular basis and receiving cups of tea slightly less frequently, as yet the door has not been locked in an effort to stop me escaping.

My flu like symptoms are not too bad, but I seem to be developing a bit of a temerature and I feel I will know if my condition has deteriorated to a point where I have to worry when I hear the sound of an electric saw and a letter box shaped hole appears in the door and a bowl of thin gruel is passed through, together with the sound of the door being locked.

Having only received the news this morning, so far I am keeping my spirits up and barring the problem of using my wife’s spare laptop which seems to be missing some of the features I have on my computer, (spill kecer seams ti b mussing), I can see I am going to be a little frustrated by the end of my isolation but to put it into perspective, it should be easier than that endured by previous generations who went through the horrors of World War Two for example.

That’s it for now, I look forward to 2021 when my period of incaceration will be over.

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About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent. Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work. I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise. I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage. My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
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14 Responses to I HAVE COVID-19.

  1. adguru101 says:

    Wishing you a speedy recovery! Hope you can manage to enjoy the holidays in spite of all this — the upside is that once you are over it you will have some level of immunity. 🙂 Alisa

  2. Susi Bocks says:

    I hope it passes quickly and without too many symptoms!! Take care!

  3. Keep your spirits and liquids up Joe. Hope you have plenty of reading material, a TV and DVD player. Good news is you get out of the washing up on Christmas Day! Wishing you a speedy recovery.

  4. Thank you, I knew there would be something good if I looked hard enough, I hate washing up!

  5. Good luck, and hope for a speedy recovery.

  6. I hear that single malt is a partial remedy. Hope you recover fully, quickly!

  7. Joni says:

    Wishing you a speedy recovery!

  8. Invisibly Me says:

    Awww no – your body is certainly going to some lengths to get you out of the procedure! When it was suspected I caught it in March, it was a bit of a mystery to me too how I got it as I’d been so careful, but it’s a highly contagious thing and if you’ve got a weakened immune system, as I do, it’s all the more easy to pick it up. I really hope your symptoms stay low-key and that you can recover from it swiftly. xx

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