Well, it finally reached our house: Rob is COVID+. (On home PCR, well before any rapid antigen test showed anything. Be careful out there, folks.)
For two and a half years I've guessed this is how I was going to get COVID. Rob was going to go do something fun and he'd bring it home. This is the pattern he and I have followed for decades. (He travels. I usually have a job.) In any case, here we are. I do not always love being right.
Rob says it feels like having the flu, which at our age is pretty darn fortunate, frankly.
It feels weird to be masking in my own house. But if I can skip this, I sure do want to skip this. So far so good. My biggest exposure probably would have been Tuesday/Wednesday kind of time frame. I worked pretty late Thursday, the day he started to feel bad, and we began solid precautions by Friday. If I'm still in the clear by Monday my odds go way up.
Tick... tick... tick... tick...
For two and a half years I've guessed this is how I was going to get COVID. Rob was going to go do something fun and he'd bring it home. This is the pattern he and I have followed for decades. (He travels. I usually have a job.) In any case, here we are. I do not always love being right.
Rob says it feels like having the flu, which at our age is pretty darn fortunate, frankly.
It feels weird to be masking in my own house. But if I can skip this, I sure do want to skip this. So far so good. My biggest exposure probably would have been Tuesday/Wednesday kind of time frame. I worked pretty late Thursday, the day he started to feel bad, and we began solid precautions by Friday. If I'm still in the clear by Monday my odds go way up.
Tick... tick... tick... tick...