Gf got Covid around New Years. I never let as bad as she did but lost my taste and smell. Both have SLIGHTLY returned. Very faintly. Shit is fucking awful. I miss when I tasted my dabs or like actually tasted my meals fully. I get hints here and there through the meal but not the full flavor.
A lot of my vigilance in avoiding covid for as long as I could was the fear of losing/altering my sense of taste
Same. Took 2 months for taste to mostly return. Smell is still only about halfway back. Appetite still isn't fully back. Felt like a chore to eat tasteless food.
it pisses me off because I typically take zero precautions at home if she’s sick but this time I made her go to the couch and sleep. And this is the fucking time I loss my taste and smell. Bullshit.
yea it’s pretty awful. Shits pointless. My friend who’s a neurologist in Alabama said when he got it early he lost his for 3 months. Both taste and smell. Luckily I’ve already got SOME smell back. Going to try the essential oil olfactory retraining stuff as well. Can’t hurt.
I’m just over two years post COVID and still dealing with cardio side effects. Not as bad as it was, but at this point I’m resigned to the fact that it’s permanent.
Yeah got COVID the beginning of August and lost taste and smell. Shit sucks. Luckily was fully back in 2 weeks or so. Can’t imagine being without it for months.
cardio and the brain fog got my brother in law for 6-9 months after it. We won’t ever really know what the long term effects truly were.
I’ve been trying to figure out who Little Dicky sampled for Staying In for approximately ten years now and recently realized it’s the first 20 seconds of Minute by Minute by the Doobie Brothers. They never play the intro in the off chance they play McDonald Doobie on the radio. Wild and whacky stuff
Feels like there's so many little illnesses going around right now. I've had a sore throat and cold symptoms on and off for the better part of the last 2 months and it's the most annoying shit.
Fun story - I was living in Seattle and having a no good, very bad day. Pull down an alley, get behind a car that is just throwing bags of Mcdonalds and fast food onto the street. I roll down my window and yell, "what the fuck buddy, people live here!" Two very large black men get out of the car and ask me if there's a problem. I slowly reverse my car, signaling that there is in fact not a problem.
Some people are absolute ass nuggets about keeping their cars free of trash, which is what I’m guessing the EV guy was. But they also make trash receptacles for cars and if you can’t afford that, it’s called a plastic bag.
Once you turn 21 I don't expect your car to be freakishly clean but I do expect it to not have actual trash inside.
every time I cook Indian food I think to myself that I should do this all the fucking time. but I don't. anyway, today's menu is a yogurt (and spices) marinated rotisserie chicken, cauliflower korma, masoor dal, and basmati rice (cooked with ghee, cumin, and black cardamom). delicious leftovers for days
I shall strive to remember. however, i am consuming beer at what my doctor would consider an alarming rate.