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Happy New Year; I Have Covid
“And you may ask yourself: Well, how did I get here?”
And, the answer would be: “I honestly don’t know.”
I’ve somehow managed to go all this time without contracting it. I’m vaxxed and boosted (including the most recent bivalent in October of 2022). So, how did this happen then? I’m thinking that perhaps the more accurate question to ask is rather: “Why DIDN’T it happen even sooner?” because even though I have been wearing a mask, there have been times when I have assessed the situation(s) and felt relatively safe removing my mask.
This recent episode now has me rethinking my strategy…although it does greatly interfere with my ability to wear my beloved lipstick (yes, I still have my warped sense of humor, so I guess maybe that’s a good sign, even now).
Here’s the thing: I had company over the holidays and perhaps that had something to do with it? As in: feeling safe and protected, and thus letting my guard down as all of us have been vaxxed and boosted…the “timing” of all this though, couldn’t have been any worse as I tested myself on New Year’s Eve and there was a rather faint pink line, the following day, I retested again and this time: WHOA that previous pink line was now a bold demarcation of red, there was absolutely no doubt, and somewhere in my muddled brain, I thought of Hester Prynne and “The Scarlett…
