I try to be positive and to post positive comments. But now I find myself more than just positive in attitude.
Our family has been very rigid about Covid exposure, primarily through the consistency of my wife Pam ( I have the attention span of a gnat) We have all been vaccinated as soon as possible, worn masks, avoided most social interactions and taken all the required precautions.
We (Pam primarily ) have been hyper careful. Of our family of six she feels that four of us are vulnerable, either for anti immune issues, diabetes, asthma, or in my case my heart attack two years ago. Only our two teen age daughters have no elevated risk. I know that those of you reading this who know me personally would be as surprised as I am at my inclusion in this vulnerable faction. Like you view me, I see myself as vigorous, vibrant , studly, even immortal. In any event, suffice it to say that we have been very careful.
Last week Pam was in the Harrison Hot Springs House to bring daughter Jordan Palmer for a sleepover with a friend. Pam developed cold symptoms, the sleepover was canceled and Pam and Jordan isolated in the Harrison house for four days (including New Years) until Pam obtained a negative Covid test and then returned home to the rest of the family in Abbotsford. She says she enjoyed her four days of not leaving the house. I am now doubting her symptoms. In any event, life went on.
On this past Wednesday morning I woke up with cold symptoms. Congestion. Coughing. Pam immediately arranged a Covid test for me on the first available date which was Friday (yesterday). She reminded me that in similar circumstances she had isolated herself. What was she saying, I wondered? If I was sick how could she care for me if I was self isolated. Daughter Lauren Palmer quickly opined that I should head to the house in Harrison to self isolate as she did not want to get Covid. I responded that it was just a cold like their mother had the week before and that I probably caught it from her. They were insistent. Not in a forceful way but in a guilt manipulation way. I had already decided that I would self isolate but I quickly and sadly loaded up the car to head to the house in Harrison with only one companion, our dog Griffin.
I did feel a little abandoned. You hear the myth of seniors being put on ice flows and pushed off in the ocean to bring their lives to an end. I had that similar feeling only that my family was pushing the ice flow out with their feet and that Lauren was using a hair dryer on that ice chunk to help it melt.
In any event that began my days of self isolation. I happily stayed in the house (who wants to be out in this recent weather anyways) until I returned yesterday morning to Abbotsford for my Covid test which of course would be negative because I was triple vaccinated and my cold symptoms were minor and already subsiding and I am, as I wrote earlier, invincible.
The test result was positive. Much to my surprise I have Covid. My symptoms were minor. I feel fine and my isolation period, because of my three vaccinations, is five days, which ends tomorrow night.
My family has occasionally texted me to find out if I’m still alive. (I assume because not removing a body from a house immediately can be quite expensive for hazardous substances remediation) This morning I found out that Lauren is sick and has a Covid test on Monday. It was determined that she should be brought to this house with me to isolate and be away from more vulnerable family members.
This morning I drove to Abbotsford to pick Lauren up. Apparently Jordan was feeling a little off and came as well. It was quite the sight. I drive up in the car with my N99 mask on. Got out to open the doors for the kids to get in. Pam met me with her N99 mask on and stayed ten feet away from me (actually that seems like a normal day) the girls loaded up the car and the Covid Express was gone in five minutes. On the way back to this house Jordan advised that she was feeling fine but was hoping for a few days off school.
We are fortunate that our experience has been so minor. I know that all have not been that lucky. And isolation isn’t so bad. It gives you lots of time for Facebook Take care of yourselves
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