How I Kicked (Suspected) COVID-19 in 3.5 Days

Disclaimer: I am not a doctor nor a health professional. The information here shall not be used in lieu of advice from a medical professional.

About a month ago, I had a really strange illness. It wasn’t quite like a cold or flu in that I had no runny nose or anything. My main symptoms were fever, body aches, fatigue and dry cough. Sounds a lot like our friend COVID-19 doesn’t it?

Though I was never tested nor confirmed, I do have strong reason to suspect this was the disease I had. I had visited a regional winery in the recent past; and it was packed with tourists from all over the country (and probably some visiting from abroad).

It would be interesting to be tested for antibodies to the SARS-CoV-2 virus just to see, but I bet I would test positive. Of course I can’t claim with 100% certainty, I’m at least 80% certain.

So was it just awful? Hah. Bitch, please. I felt pretty crummy for 3.5 days, but bounced right back and it was much less bothersome than even a common cold.

So how did I do it? I did so by following this simple protocol:

  • Vitamin C – 20,000mg (yes, twenty thousand)/day
  • 65mg Zinc daily
  • Tincture of astragalus – 5 droppers/day
  • Sambucus elderberry syrup – 120mL/day
  • Diphenhydramine HCl for sleep
  • “Warming” foods (as per Ayurvedic and Traditional Chinese Medicine)
  • Avoid alcohol
  • Avoid sugar
  • Avoid exercising

That’s it. No pharmaceuticals, no nothing and I was back to full capacity quickly.

Moral of the story: take care of yourself, stay home, rest up and you’ll be fine. Really. Don’t buy into the media hysteria.

Quick Rant for Today

Thanks to the mass hysteria caused by the political left, mainstream media and the sheeple who just eat that shit up, I have very few to no options for places to go to have some drinks and half-celebrate, half-numb up on my birthday. Grand.

Thanks for ruining my 33rd, assholes.

Seriously. This whole thing is way overblown. We didn’t see this kind of shit with H1N1, SARS, MERS, among other more lethal “diseases of the year.” Hysteria. That’s all this is.

In the meantime, I want to leave you with this article from the Ron Paul Institute. The final paragraph sums it up.

“That is not to say the disease is harmless. Without question people will die from coronavirus. Those in vulnerable categories should take precautions to limit their risk of exposure. But we have seen this movie before. Government over-hypes a threat as an excuse to grab more of our freedoms. When the “threat” is over, however, they never give us our freedoms back.“

Fair enough I think. And that is why I will carry on and I will not be afraid. Protect yourself, stay safe, be smart, but be not afraid.


COVID-19 Mass Hysteria

I just have a few thoughts regarding the mass hysteria surrounding COVID-19.

1. The whole thing is way overblown. We didn’t see this kind of visceral reaction with H1N1, SARS, MERS or whatever else. We weren’t banning public gatherings, sporting events, closing school, etc. during those “diseases of the year.”

2. Why all of a sudden with COVID-19? Probably just to make Mr. Trump look bad, as if he didn’t already look bad by himself. Congratulations Dems, between this and nominating Creepy Uncle Joe, you just handed this election to the orange-haired shitgibbon on a silver platter. Great job!

3. The mortality rate is likely way overestimated. Given that most cases are very mild, they aren’t going to be screened for and therefore never reported as confirmed cases. Given that there are more actual cases than reported cases, the relatively low number of the latter will appear to make the virus way deadlier than it actually is. (See here.)

4. I’m very disappointed in IndyCar for falling for the media hype and cancelling its first four races, one of which is COTA in Austin. Judging by the response, most of us (including Laina and myself) were willing to take that small chance to enjoy some racing. We can’t live our lives in fear day in and day out. We’ll go crazy if we do.

5. There is a strong possibility I’ve already had and recovered from the virus. I’ll never know for sure, but it’s very possible, and maybe even likely, that I got the disease at a regional winery. It was crowded and full of tourists. Who knows who was there from where? All I know is it was the wimpiest virus I’ve ever had. Hardly any congestion, some body aches and woke up mildly wheezy for a few days. Ran a low-grade fever with it that broke without the need for NSAIDs. It was a joke honestly.

Anyway, that’s what I have to say about that. I’m not going to succumb to the hysteria and media-induced fear. I’m going to do what I’ve always done.

With that, it’s off to wine country again, disease of the year be damned. Have a great day everyone, and don’t be afraid. Just wash your hands religiously.

My Experience With Neuro-Emotional Technique

If it’s one thing I know all too well it’s pain. Lots and lots of pain. It’s been weighing me down for a long time, to the point it’s taken a toll on not only my mental health, but physical as well. It’s not been fun and it’s been affecting every aspect of my life – work, friendships, relationships, etc.

Several people had suggesting counseling for various demons I carry around, but that just does not work for me. I was forced into counseling as a teenager and it made no difference whatsoever. It was a waste of my time and my parents’ money. I knew that wasn’t an option.

So fastforward to the present. Now that I’ve started a journey to mend my physical health, mending mental health is part of it too as it’s all linked. Counseling isn’t an option, but I need some sort of mental healing. That’s when Laina suggested to me to look into Neuro-Emotional Technique (NET).

I only have limited understanding of what it is or how it works, but what I can tell you is that NET is in no way counseling or talk therapy/psychotherapy. Rather, NET uses elements of Traditional Chinese Medicine and chiropractic care to correct imbalances caused by painful or stressful situations (a better explanation can be found here). You never know what event your body wants to talk about in any given session, but something usually comes up.

Sounds like a bunch of hooey right? Don’t get me wrong, I was skeptical too. VERY skeptical. Alas, I’ve been weighed down by so much shit in my life that I was willing to try anything.

I’ve only had three sessions so far, but here’s what I can tell you – it’s amazing. The experience is incredible. During all three sessions I’ve had some significant event or concept has been “pulled out” – all without telling the practitioner anything major about my past or any painful/stressful memory/life event. One’s body tells the story without much need for verbal cues. It’s almost like an emotional detoxification as it were.

So what do releases feel like? Well they can be varied, but in the end the best way for me to put my experience is that it’s almost like an emotional detachment from that event or memory. It’s still there, but it’s like you’re no longer hurt, angry, etc. about it. It’s just what it is. In the end, I’ve always felt a lot lighter and more relaxed/at peace at the end of a session. Stressful shit does pile up on you and weigh you down after all.

I might not know the hows or whys, but I do know it works and it’s been more effective in just three sessions than years of counseling or talk therapy ever would dream of being. It’s very efficient, and I’m all about efficiency.

So that’s just my experience with NET and I’d highly recommend it to everyone. We all need a good mental/emotional detox as well as physical. I definitely feel better and am in a better place because of it.

Valentine’s Day Weekend (and Other) Reflections…

So here I am, another Monday morning at Laina’s place working and doing my laundry, but after a fun weekend prior.

This was the first Valentine’s Day since 2011 that I have not been single. It’s weird in a way. I guess you can count 2014 as partnered, but that was the day my most recent ex and I split so I don’t know if that even counts.

Anyway, it was the first V-Day in that long that hasn’t totally sucked. Though what we have is the farthest thing from a traditional relationship, it was fitting to celebrate what we have on the day, and that we did. I cooked us a dinner of Salmon, Thai peanut buckwheat noodles (buckwheat is not related to wheat and is gluten-free) and French-cut green beans, after which we went for wine and chocolate at San Antonio’s own Stray Grape winery (review coming soon over on Texas Bite & Sip). It was a night of reflection, affection and looking to the future ahead.

It was crowded so we retired early to my place for a Walking Dead marathon, then continued the theme into Saturday by taking a drive up to “winery row” (US 290 between Johnson City and Fredericksburg) to sample some more wine.

As we look into what lies ahead, of course nobody knows, but I still know I’m in a better place now. To love and to be loved feels great.

Other interesting reflections: my weight is holding steady after a drop, but my body composition continues to change in my favor – to the point I can rock swim briefs at the pool with complete confidence.

I feel even lighter mood-wise also, and would you believe I have completely lost my taste for cigars? I’ve tried a few here and there recently (ones I used to love) and I can’t stomach the taste anymore. Maybe as my body detoxes itself it’s being repulsed by the taste to not introduce new toxins? Who knows, but all I know is I’m pretty much completely cigar-free these days. I’m not complaining – they’re expensive and it frees me up to do other things with my time.

I’m trying to read a novel for the first time since 2017 – Microserfs by Douglas Coupland. So far an engaging read for sure, and this coming from someone who doesn’t get much pleasure from reading novels.

Of course, should a business venture come to fruition, the plan will have to be different moving forward as I no longer smoke cigars. That’s ok – I’m thinking maybe an entirely gluten-free tavern featuring a variety of food offerings and some of the very best wines from Texas hill country (as well as maybe some hard ciders, etc.). That’s still a concept in its infancy, but it’s worth it to explore.

Anyway, that’s what my life looks like now.

Logic Does Not Compute – The Men’s Swimwear Edition

So after years of not having any swimwear, I finally hopped online and got me a swimsuit. It’s about time right?

You might ask yourself why not just go to a B&M and get one? Well, it might be different for my European readers, but in the United States no department stores stock brief-style swimwear for men. We Americans in all our prudishness are all about those heavy, ridiculous, baggy long trunks (which Laina coined the term “sissy-ass shorts” to describe). It’s absolutely asinine.

Luckily I found a really nice one online, which Laina helped me pick out. We looked at the color options for a particular style and she decided that purple would look great on me. So I measured myself, got the correct sizing and checked out to the tune of $30 and change…which was after a 30% discount code!!!

Well, I have to back up and scratch my head at the logic here. Brief-style swimwear is less than 1/4 as much material as trunks, but they’re more expensive? Like how does that make even the remotest amount of sense? My logical autistic brain just can’t figure that one out. You can go to fucking Walmart and buy a pair of sissy-ass trunks for $10, but good luck finding swim briefs for less than $40-50?!?!?

Man, if anyone can figure that logic out let me know. All I know is that’s stupid. Maybe it’s a luxury tax of sorts – pay for the comfort, freedom and aerodynamic advantage of swim briefs. Engineering after all. 😉

Grieving for Gluten (And Other Things)…

When you find out you have an allergy, autoimmune reaction, etc. to a certain food or certain compound in a given food, it’s quite saddening to say the least. Even if you do know it’s for the best, it can really fucking suck.

For me, some days are better than others. Most of the time, I can deal with it just fine. I’ve found gluten-free replacements for all of my favorite foods – Italian, Asian, sushi, pizza, you name it! I definitely do not feel at all deprived on the food spectrum. I’ve found ways to deal with it (as well as my reactions to dairy, oats, amarinth and corn) and still eat all my favorites, using various gluten/grain free breads, pastas, etc.; non-dairy cheeses and ice creams, you name it. In fact, I’d say I eat better now and I enjoy eating and cooking more than I ever have in the past.

Alas, I still find myself sometimes longing for a Bratzel from Flying Saucer (a cheese/beer brat topped giant soft pretzel), a delicious donut, a wood-fired Lucia pizza from Vagabond in my old hometown of Abilene, and above all else, a good stout beer – the last of which still aches my heart that I can’t have anymore. There have been a few times I’ve wanted one so bad I’ve fucking cried.

Last week was a prime example, and I goddamn near caved and cheated on the gluten-free thing. Due to some unfortunate events last week (which were a result of my own doing and I’ll own that – though I don’t want to discuss details), I felt so bad the only thing I wanted was a Bratzel and imperial stout, and I was “this” close to going over to Flying Saucer and getting just that. Luckily, something came up which prevented me from doing that and saved me what could have been days straight of intense pain and suffering (I guess everything does happen for a reason).

The only gluten-free beer I’ve found around here is Redbridge by Anheuser-Busch and it’s no imperial stout. Whether or not you could even brew a gluten-free beer to have the thickness of imperial stout is another question altogether – part of where it gets its thickness is from the gluten itself.

Now, some Google search results have shown some true gluten-free imperial stouts. Alas, most of them are brewed on the west coast, and all of the ones I’ve found contain oats, which lo and behold I also react to. I can’t have those either!!! EFF. EM. ELL.

I guess I should consider myself lucky because I’ve got so much great Texas hill country wine to choose from around here to fill that void, but damn, wine just ain’t the same. I love wine, don’t get me wrong, and I would often choose it over beer back in my beer drinking days, but when you crave a beer it’s just a poor substitute.

My old pipe band is having a Burns Supper in a couple of weeks. I can guarantee you nothing there will be Celiac-safe because of the nature of Scottish cuisine. I can’t even enjoy that anymore. At times it’s just too much to handle.

Alas, I know it’s for the best if I stick to it, and in due time I’ll miss these things less. Taking it one day at a time is all I can do, and I guess I’ll just trudge forward, even if a beer or Bratzel is tempting at times.

I’ll be fine, and I can triumph over my cravings, and I will enjoy better health for not giving in. A little emotional pain now is worth not having a lot more of it later (as physical and emotional pain usually go hand in hand).