Sorry about that, that was totally uncalled for on my part.
I blasted, but usually trim most of that stuff out before posting.
Instead, after the 1st paragraph, I ran upstairs because of a family emergency and returned to just keep ranting then went to bed, so no time to come back and delete.
My mother is bedbound, and her caretaker earlier in the day got sick in Dec 2021, but tested negative. Figured it was the flu and stayed home. So my ma started coughing a lot, and I kept rushing to make sure she was ok. 3 days later the attendent got tested again, this time it was positive for Covid. Monday the next week my mother was hospitalized with it, and later that week (Christmas Eve) I had the 2nd worse migraine in my life, and continued having them for round 2 weeks (at least not as bad, but still bad). Then my pecan pie didn't taste good.
After I got better, I started moving some heavy boxes and whatnot in the basement around, bringing some to the attic. My personal (possible) theory is that this exertion that soon strained my heart, exacerbating what inflamation I might have had from Covid, as I seemed normal but after a cpl of weeks doing this the problems started.
I don't get much sleep (I'm basically the afternoon & night shift for my ma), so am exhausted and also stressed out, as the family dynamic is not optimal. But me rushing to my mother thinking it was the flu exposed me to it repeatedly. She recovered, came home after 3 months.
Again, my apologies for getting out of line and being a dickhead.