Surviving Covid_19

I was unwell last week. I didn't feel up to doing a post. In the days leading up to last Wednesday I had intended to post but I just didn't feel like doing much last week when the day came. The Saturday before I coughed up a bit of phlegm. There was a bit of blood in it and that was unusual. I started to have a scratchy, dryish throat and the occasional loss of equilibrium. I also suffered from pain around the secroilliac area of my lower back. There were also moments where I had to breathe deeply to ensure I was breathing right. I phoned the doctor on Monday morning. One of the doctors called me back as they were not seeing patients in person due to the corona virus situation. She asked me a few questions and sent a referral for a test for the virus. She also prescribed antibiotics for what she assumed was a chest infection because I didn't have a fever. I didn't take the antibiotics. I don't like medicating symptoms without knowing what is causing them. Tuesday and Wednesday I had a feeling of a heavy chest cold and would get very short of breath especially around nine o'clock at night from Monday to Wednesday. On Tuesday or Wednesday I got a text that my corona virus test was cancelled because of new testing guidelines that came into place. My symptoms weren't severe enough when I called the doctor. Wednesday night I coughed blood again but this time there was a bit more. I phoned the doctor's number again and the same doctor rang me back a while later. I told her I was concerned that I coughed blood twice in less than a week and that my symptoms had gotten stronger since I rang on the Monday. She referred me for a test again and I got one for Saturday.
I was starting to feel better on Tursday and Friday and by the time the test came around I was thinking it's possible to test negative even if I had it because I had the energy for the 30 minute walk to the test centre.
I was told to blow my nose and given a surgical mask to wear. Then I was taken to the tester. I had to wait ouside the little marquee while someone in a van was tested. I was the only one that didn't come in a vehicle. She took a swab from my throat and nose. I coughed from the nose swab because it was uncomfortable and caused a little bit of irritation but it was all over in seconds. Since then I've felt way better. I feel a bit low in energy at times still but I don't feel sick.
Someone sent me a message today that some people have got false negatives even though they're living in the same house as someone tested positive and with the same symptoms. So their doctor told them to assume everyone in a household with the same symptoms as someone confirmed with the virus has got it.
I live alone so that's probably why I wasn't as badly affected. I'm assuming I had it even if my test comes back negative. I don't know when or even if I'll get a result because there is a shortage of testing kits now. Anytime I coughed or sneezed in the last couple of days I'd think "I hope it's not coming back". I've heard of someone tested feeling like they're on the mend and then the symptoms popping up again. So I hope that doesn't happen to me. I feel like I'm well on the mend and I don't want a setback.
There is something else going on in my body that I won't talk about here. I wanted to talk to the doctor about it last week but I got distracted by corona virus questions. Hopefully the next time I see a doctor in person. It's something I noticed happened in the months leading up to when I started having coeliac symptoms and then again a few months before I was diagnosed with diabetes. I don't want it to mean my body is developing another autoimmune disease. I have enough of them to last me a lifetime.