Thank you for all the comments, I am getting a little better every day. I still feel like I've been in a rugby scrum, my limbs all feel very heavy, all my joints ache, brain feels like it's stuffed with a mixture of cotton wool and treacle. And I'm so emotional, for some reason the slightest thing has me weeping, sometimes for no reason. I've been trying to get a few things done, just a little bit of housework, loading the washing machine and tumble dryer, making a cottage pie and soup to last a few days....just normal stuff, nothing strenuous. Even this wears me out though, I do it in the morning then have to go and lie down in the afternoon.
Husband has to have another Covid test today - hospital policy, he must have one 3 days before his operation, they're sending someone round to do it here this afternoon apparently. He also has to go to the dentist tomorrow to have a loose tooth out - the pre-op nurse said he must have it done before the op, because of the danger of the tooth being knocked out by the ventilator tube and him possibly swallowing it or bleeding causing him to choke 😳. I guess they know best, the tooth has been giving him a lot of trouble for a while anyway. He had the third degree from the dentist on the phone first though, before he would agree to do the extraction, they're only doing emergencies.
Don't we all wish this year just hadn't happened? What a waste of a year....as if we've got years to waste when we're getting older. But we've been lucky, we haven't died, our relatives who've had the virus (including husband's brother, Sil and nephew, recently) have all recovered, and, being retired, we haven't really been financially affected, although people close to us have. I'm really missing my friends and family even more now. Will things ever get back to normal?