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mousmeCovid still sucks.
KK tested positive today, a very fait line, but definitely there. Alas and alack, as she said. We knew it was all but inevitable, but it still sucks.
I am feeling considerably better than I was yesterday and even this morning, although I am not well yet. The congestion has improved, but the cough remains and is inconvenient and annoying. I am hoping that my regimen of radical rest this week will help me recover quickly and prevent Long Covid or other sequelae.
I spoke to my mother briefly today, and apparently my father's contrition was short-lived, because he went out to run errands today while still testing positive. He pooh-pooed my mother's protests and argued that he was wearing his mask, so it was fine! Never mind that his mask is the same ratty surgical mask he's been carrying in his pocket for years (because it would be wasteful to throw it out before it was properly used, you see), and that it's not a guaranteed protection anyway.
I am LIVID.
My mother said she'd ask him to call me so I can read him the riot act, and he hasn't actually called me, so I know that he knows he is full of shit and he doesn't want to face talking to me after making shitty, irresponsible, and downright selfish life choices today.
ARGH.
Anyway, there is precious little I can do about this now, unfortunately. He's going to do whatever he's going to do, and I can't control him nor his actions. KK and I are staying home like good Covid patients and taking it easy, while I privately panic about all the packing that's not getting done while I'm out of commission. *sigh*
Okay. I am going to attempt a reasonably early bedtime tonight so that I don't completely screw up my sleep schedule. Catch you on the flip side, friends!
KK tested positive today, a very fait line, but definitely there. Alas and alack, as she said. We knew it was all but inevitable, but it still sucks.
I am feeling considerably better than I was yesterday and even this morning, although I am not well yet. The congestion has improved, but the cough remains and is inconvenient and annoying. I am hoping that my regimen of radical rest this week will help me recover quickly and prevent Long Covid or other sequelae.
I spoke to my mother briefly today, and apparently my father's contrition was short-lived, because he went out to run errands today while still testing positive. He pooh-pooed my mother's protests and argued that he was wearing his mask, so it was fine! Never mind that his mask is the same ratty surgical mask he's been carrying in his pocket for years (because it would be wasteful to throw it out before it was properly used, you see), and that it's not a guaranteed protection anyway.
I am LIVID.
My mother said she'd ask him to call me so I can read him the riot act, and he hasn't actually called me, so I know that he knows he is full of shit and he doesn't want to face talking to me after making shitty, irresponsible, and downright selfish life choices today.
ARGH.
Anyway, there is precious little I can do about this now, unfortunately. He's going to do whatever he's going to do, and I can't control him nor his actions. KK and I are staying home like good Covid patients and taking it easy, while I privately panic about all the packing that's not getting done while I'm out of commission. *sigh*
Okay. I am going to attempt a reasonably early bedtime tonight so that I don't completely screw up my sleep schedule. Catch you on the flip side, friends!
