First of all, I want to thank from the deep of my heart all readers of this blog for their get-well wishes and worries about my health situation after contracting Covid-19. It’s really touching, folks, among them people I had no idea they are loyal followers of KTG.
I have to admit: a bit of feedback is not bad for someone who writes on the boundless internet, even if under rather unpleasant circumstances.
This COVID-infection literally knocked me off and turned my daily life upside down.
It has been challenging -almost- two-weeks which I mostly spent … sleeping. Symptoms remained practically absent except this endless fatigue and the absence/distortion of taste (Parosmia).
I was surprised to discover that sweet tea is salty, banana has a taste of rotten fish, a tiny bit of choco tastes like a handful of soil and coca cola has a very strong black pepper flavor. Not to mention the (now) tasteless favorite morning coffee or bottled water. Bah!
This weird experience had me survive on clear chicken-veggies-lemon broth or miso soup.
Food and eating has become the top issue during my Covid-infection as I was raised in a typical Greek family where “Food is very important when one is sick.” Moreover, as I’m underweight, I was in a phase before the infection that I had to gain weight not lose more….
After the first week, I dared the first solid food and that was Peking Duck!
To make the long story short I got obsessed with food in the sense the moment I finished a meal I started to plan the next one, contemplating about flavors and structures, colors and tastes.
My chinese-born Covid rejected all Greek food – except the broth and a soft boiled egg in the morning – and craved for Japanese and Vietnamese, mainly.
I guess it’s the umami taste, no the artificial glutamat, but a round-up of ingredients combination that activate the taste buds in the mouth and let you continue the day on the couch with the feeling you’re no hungry but just endless tired.
On the funny side of the whole horrible adventure as I could not work or even do little daily things, I had time to think about life and I may have ended up in thinking to open a kafeneio with meze in an old storehouse on some picturesque mountain village in central Greece or Peloponnese even if I have no connection to such places or I don’t even know anybody there.
Top meze: omelette with smoked eel – Never had such a thing, I have no idea if it even exists.
All these may sound like fever-delirium due to Covid, but the highest fever I had all through this time was once 36.8 C.
I’d rather call it: wild fantasies due to extreme tiredness and work-free days.
The good news: I manage to sleep less during the day since the last 3 days, to stay on my feet longer and do small tasks like boiling the breakfast egg and the heating the soup.
Small recovery steps for me, big steps towards the continuation of the blog and the site reporting.
PS I may need a few more days until I can sit for hours at my office chair again. thank you, so much!
thumbnail picture: my breakfast this morning. I decided to add a croissant and coffee. I still contemplate on whether to eat/drink them or if they’ll still be tasteless.