COVID comes for me

Always be positive. Except now.
London, ON
April 2022
This photo originally shared on Instagram

I’m starting something new; I’m calling it #CovidDiary.

Today is Day 0. Our daughter tested positive a week ago, and today I found out I’m the latest member of the rapid antigen test red line club.

Since I’m apparently some kind of writer, I’m going to write about the experience. I’ll do my best to be funny, edumacational, and even slightly poignant. Whatever I’m feeling or thinking, it’ll show up here.

I’ll also answer any questions that come up along the way. Because throughout the pandemic, we’ve been saturated with what I like to call 50,000-foot details. Big numbers. Big stories. But it’s always the on-the-ground details that seem to stick with me. Isolation. Treatment. Impact on family.

So why would I do something like this?

Because I can’t just sit in isolation and wait for the clock to tick by. I’ve been given time, and I want to use it wisely.

Because if words help others, then that’s what I’ll offer up.

Because just because life throws the occasional curve doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try to smack the ball into deep left field.

Lemonade from lemons and all that.

Not going to lie, though: this terrifies me. I feel guilty about whose path I crossed before I was symptomatic. I fear for what my family is going through - and might yet experience. I shudder at the prospect of this thing that we’ve managed to keep at bay for two years, but still, it got in.

But here’s the thing: we can’t control this globally historic event. But we certainly can control how we choose to ride it out.

So let’s do this.

You in?

#ldnont #isolation #covid19 #pandemic #dayzero