COVID has come to my house.
Wife had symptoms at the beginning of the week, felt bad enough to get tested by the end of the week, and last night got her positive diagnosis. Meanwhile, I started feeling … ehh, not great about on Friday, and that’s developed into full-on yuckiness by today.
I got my nostrils roto-rootered out this morning, but that feels like a formality at this point. We have the bug.
And the big surprise about it is not that we have it, but rather how long it took for us to get it. Wife and I both work in schools, which — here in the South — have taken a bit more of a “we’ll take our chances” approach than schools in other parts of the country. Masks are optional. Social distancing is enforced “where possible”, etc.
But we — my wife and I — have tried a little harder than most, I think, to keep ourselves and others around us safe. And now we are forced (by our own sense of conscience more than anything else) to grapple with some tough questions. Who did we see in the past week? Where did we go? Did we really need to do those things? How many people might we have exposed, and how much responsibility do we bear?
This is a lot to think about, and for anxious sorts (like my wife and I — more so my wife than I but I, too), it snowballs pretty quick. So now we’re sitting at home with some unexpected days off, feeling gross because of this bug (though none of us, thankfully, are having any serious symptoms), but also feeling gross out of guilt and worry.
A plague on our house.
I’d love to bring something creative or insightful out of this, but I’m too cloudy-headed to think clearly about it.
Stay safe out there. Wear a mask.
2 thoughts on “We Has It”
/hugs. Sorry to hear you got it, but I’m thankful that it doesn’t seem serious (though doubtless still sucky). Rest up and feel better, best wishes to you both.
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We’re doing exactly that. Thanks!