The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 11

My back hurts from lying prostrate all day. Each swallow causes sharp pain to shoot down my throat. I can only sleep for the short periods of relief after taking pain medication. I twist and turn the night away like a sick Sam Cooke. The headache is manageable, and I still do not have a … Continue reading The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 11

The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 10

I can hardly swallow. My head feels like someone hit me in the face with a baseball bat. Mucus is stuck in my sinus, can't suck it down, can't blow it out. In all likelihood, coronavirus is here. I don't have a temperature yet or trouble breathing fortunately. I haven't even coughed once. This is … Continue reading The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 10

The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 8

Belleville is a diverse place. We used to joke that my wife is the only French person on our street. My immediate neighborhood is primarily government-subsidized housing. In the times before the pandemic our street in front of our place looked like a river of people flowing too and fro. When my parents came to … Continue reading The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 8

The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 7

Is my diarrhea a sign of coronavirus or did I eat too much baba ganoush yesteday? Can I still smell? I read that losing your sense of smell is a sign that coronavirus is attacking your central nervous system. I ran back into the bathroom and picked up my running pants for a sniff: yes … Continue reading The Coronavirus Containment Dispatches: Day 7