I have some luck, let me tell you.
I changed jobs and moved and 2 weeks into the new (old) job working for the guy who taught me produce I get freaking sick. Like, sick enough that I left work early on the 4th of July and called in sick for the 5th too. The boss is cool with that, but he wants a covid-19 test before I can return to work. Thank heaven my doctor was able to do one Monday afternoon. Now I'm stuck at home in self quarantine until results come back negative.
Whatever was wrong with me was everywhere BUT my lungs, which is a blessing because of my COPD. The doctor didn't think it was the coronavirus, but I needed the test and they were ok with getting it done for me. If you haven't had one, let me tell you about it: they scraped the back of my eyeballs. Through my nose. Not fun.
I'm under orders to self quarantine until I get a negative result or for 14 days. Today is the first day I've felt like doing anything but sit on my couch and read, and I haven't accomplished as much as I would have liked but I accomplished enough.
The moral of this story? I'm not sure, but I figured you guys would at least be here to listen to me whine LOL
Edit for update:
It's come back negative, I can go back to work tomorrow (I hope)