Everyone has heard about the coronavirus. I mean, how could you not? It’s all over, reported ad nauseum, and the mainstream media are solely interested in frightening everyone by claiming x number of positive cases in one day—and it seems like every day breaks a new record, according to news reports.
Also, everyone thinks it happens to others. Many people become surprised, however, when they discover they’re positive or know someone who has. Well, I am by no means an “anti-masker”, and I’ve been wearing a mask at any place that requires one, which in Utah is everywhere now. Even then, this coronavirus has hit me real close to home. My 18-year-old son, who still lives at home even after graduating high school, has received a positive result from his test. Because of this, he must quarantine, and the rest of us at home have to, as well.
I found out at a little after 1400, while I was working. My manager, though pissed that they’re gonna be even more short-handed due to my absence, was required to send me home; now, I must stay home for at least 10 days (the earliest I could go back to work is 12/19). I have a test scheduled for myself on Friday, so let’s see what my result says. I might not be going back to work until after Christmas.
I originally had requested from Christmas Eve to New Year’s Eve as a vacation week, but I may end up having to work that week, since I’m out for the time being. This shit has some impeccable timing, as Christmas is approaching, and I really can’t afford to lose all my work hours. I’m hoping I can get a little bit from the state under their “Pandemic Assistance”, as my job has now been affected by corona.
I already didn’t go see my elderly mom very much. She just turned 88 recently, and I don’t need her catching this crap. I called her house today and told my sister (who helps care for our mom) that we’re having to quarantine, and that we wouldn’t be going over any time soon. My dad has been gone for over 13 years now; I don’t want to be losing my mom any time soon.
It sucks as well that my two older sons have had loss of taste and/or smell. My youngest son had a higher temperature yesterday. I have body aches all over and a headache, reminiscent of the last time I got sick with the flu back in January. I am able to still taste things, but I’ve had a really dry mouth, like when you wake in the middle of the night and you realize you breathed through your mouth the whole time. It’s that dry, pasty, nasty feeling you get until you drink water to alleviate it. At work the last couple of days, I’ve felt like I’d been doing a lot of heavy lifting, even though I hadn’t been doing much of anything. I felt like I was winded for no reason, having a hard time catching my breath occasionally. Even walking up the stairs to my bedroom leaves me feeling like I just ran a marathon. I’ll keep updating my condition, but it looks like it’s my family’s turn to wrangle with this damned virus. I don’t get sick very often, but when I do, holy shit, it’s a doozy!
Now, the quote for the day:
“When this coronavirus crisis is over, what kind of society will we be? A more important question is what kind of society do we want to be?”– Caroline Lucas