Me and my fiancée are now a statistic and are Covid positive. My world has ended, my career is shot, death is knocking at my doorstep and life is over for us.
Just kidding. Other than regular flu symptoms, things are fine. Started with a slight cough Wed and progressed into some muscle ache with me sleeping pretty much all day yesterday. She's taking it a bit harder as just having recovered from laparoscopic surgery last week - the energy drain for her has been pretty substantial.
Guess what? If it happens, it happens. If it didn't, it didn't. We'll get over it, move on and continue our lives. Don't let the flu scare you into submission of your rights. That's never, ever a thing.
Edit: I'm really feeling the love here, everyone. Thank you all very, very much for your best wishes, advice, and kind words! We'll get through it. Just a matter of time.
My mom’s friend she saw on NYE just tested positive so it’s possible she’s positive as well. I’m never taking the test because I’m not signing up to be tracked and have everyone I know be called by nazi tracers, but I will have to quarantine from work if my mom is positive since I live with her (and I get paid without having to use any vacation; I checked). Best of luck! You’ll get through this! If I end up with it (I’ll know if I get symptoms), I plan on just sleeping a lot and loading up on vitamins and lots of water.