After almost 2 weeks, we are all finally up and running. 🙏🙏
On Monday, Sept. 21, 2020 I received a call from Baby Girl's school nurse asking us to pick her up because she was presenting Covid-19 symptoms. As soon as I could cancel my work obligations of the day, I immediately went to pick her up.
"Not this. Not now. Not again" were the first thoughts in my head.
I was washed over the painful memories of June. But quickly my combative side came out, knowing well enough that we would have to face this head on. Thankfully, I have great friends and in-laws in whom I can confide in.
Fever, sore throat, runny nose, headache, tummy ache, body malaise. Name the symptom, Baby Girl had it. And let's not forget, sleep hallucination, which I discovered as I was checking up on her at 3am. "Grandpa, is that you there?" she said looking at me, but thinking of my late father-in-law. I was petrified. Trust me, it doesn't take me much to crap in my pants especially at 3am!!
Her symptoms pretty much vanished the next day (without meds I want to add!). They were gone as quickly as they presented themselves. We decided to stay home as our family doctor had advised us to take the Covid-19 test that Thursday (or 3 days later).
Baby Girl stayed in her room most of the time. The Husband had to go on sick leave (as advised by work) and stayed in the living room and I was staying in our bedroom/home office. Almost felt like vacation, except the weather was turning crappy and Baby Girl had dozens of school work to catch up on.
On Thursday morning, we braved the cold weather to go early morning have our test. Everyone around me assured me that everything would be alright and that the test was only done in one nostril only. So imagine my surprise, when I saw the person in front of me getting tested in both nostrils!
Squirming and fidgeting, I looked at the Husband with puppy eyes and said "Really? Do I really need to do this? I mean, it's not like I have anything. It's basically just Baby Girl for school and you for work."
"No, you have to do this." Damn.
I had barely turned around when I heard my not-so-mini-me telling the lab staff, "I want to go first!"
Great, I told myself. How is everyone in my family feeling all kinds of courageous this morning?!
Kidding aside, Baby Girl was pretty brave. Even the lab staff said so! She was a bit teary-eyed and sneezed that cute little sneeze she has. Then, she was good to go.
Now was my turn.
"Ok, so it's mom's turn. Your child was so brave, I can only guess she gets it from you."
Great, I told myself again. And then I heard a little voice next to my ear whisper.
"Mommy, do you want me to hold your hand?" I nodded yes.
Honestly, the test was not that bad. It's uncomfortable. It's unnatural. For me, the hardest part was basically not being able to snatch that swab out of my nose. It's instinct, I guess. Like a hand that touches something hot. Instinct tells you to remove your hand immediately. In the Covid-19 test, you have to tell instinct to accept it. Unlike Baby Girl, I wasn't to able to sneeze as it just wouldn't go out. That feeling is one of the worsttttt!!!
We were told we were gonna have our results in about 2 days which was fine. What was not fine was me getting ill! The next morning, I woke up feeling all sorts of shit. Sore throat, stuffy nose, super dry cough, but the worst - difficulty in breathing (kinda like my throat was closing up). At one point on Friday night, the Husband asked if I wanted help and go to the hospital. I insisted on doing my breathing exercises which helped a lot.
This Covid-19 situation is truly a nightmare. We received our negative results 2 days later as promised. We were relieved because we could hug and kiss each other again, but omg I don't know if I could go through something like that. Obviously, the chances are high - with Baby Girl going back to school and the autumn / winter weather settling in, but .... I have no words. 🥺🥺