It pains me to admit this, but I tested positive for Covid. I've been sick for a few days, but none of the symptoms I have match the symptoms I had back in December.
All this time, I have been railing about having immunity, comparing it to diseases like measles, chicken pox, etc. But now it appears that Covid isn't similar to those diseases at all, but instead is more similar to the common cold with the human body adjusting its defense to fight off subsequent strain infections.
Anyway, just wanted to provide full disclosure as I feast on a heaping plate of crow. But I have zero regrets for refusing the jab.
Not sad about not having the jab. Somehow I came down with the 'rona while working on the well. Makes no sense to me, considering maskless years, 4500 food deliveries, and I get sick where I hardly interact directly with anyone, work mostly in a lab by myself, but I got two lungs full of crud and a fever and tested positive when I got to the quack (well, the results came in five days later). I figured I'd got bronchitis, doing it's usual trip on the way to pneumonia, but I had my tube of horse paste with me, and my Zinc and did daily doses of both along with Vitamin C. The doctor, as much as I don't like him, did prescribe doxycycline for me, and that completed the regimen...By the time I got the test results (weekend in there, naturally), I had been on the IVM/Zinc for five days already. Today was day seven, and I am feeling better, but my sides are sore from coughing up all that crud.
While I never said it was 'just another cold', yeah, it's a nasty bug.