It appears as though I ran afoul of the pernicious corona bug.
My friend tested positive yesterday and I have been helping her out a ton this month. Consequently, I don’t think there’s any real way I’m going to avoid testing positive myself.
It’s super fun because my stepdad is a paranoid anti-government type who is now angry that I may bring contact tracers into his life.
Seriously. Because they are going to do SOMETHING I guess.
I don’t know.
So meanwhile, I am just like… I shouldn’t have gotten tested. It’s going to create so many problems for me. It doesn’t change whether I have it or not, and I haven’t really exposed anyone, not even my parents.
So.. I’m just frustrated.
The good news is that, for the most part, my only symptoms are extreme fatigue and some nausea.
It’s really not too bad. I probably wouldn’t have noticed it other than the fatigue.
I don’t know how my friend and I got it to be honest. We haven’t been really anywhere except for maybe two trips to the grocery store. I think she made one solo trip to the doctor earlier this month, and that’s the only place we can think.
It could be so much worse though. I really am blessed. I just have to keep remembering that.
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