Facing My Fear Head On

 Can you believe this?  

16 years old!  

If you go to the beginning of my blog he was 9 or 10 months old.  

Like this....

He'll leave for college in a little over two years.  Oy, my heart.  

I need to write a birthday post but I have so much to say and my mind hasn't organized it yet.  

Anyway, I will tell you this:   Adam caught the COVID.  

I knew he would.  When this started and we were racing through the Denver airport last March to catch our unmasked flight and he asked me why people were getting upset about "a little cold" and I told him he probably didn't need to worry about it but his dad and his grandparents and me did and he scoffed and pulled his best Donald Trump Its a China thing impression I poked him in the shoulder and said, "Well, you'll be the one to give it to us, mark my works, MARK MY WORDS!" and he laughed at me.  

He apologized driving home from school where he had begged me through text to come and get him because he was SICK, so SICK.   I was sure he was giving me the business and forgot to complete an assignment or he and the girlfriend (ugh, she's the worst, another story) had another break-up (think there have been 12 so far).   He wanted me THAT MINUTE to take him to be tested and I REFUSED! Last spring I would have raced there.  Cymbalta.  It's the best.  Anywho, This was Monday on Wednesday he hadn't been awake more thank maybe four hours a day so I figured let's bang this out and, sure enough, he was POSITIVE.  

Some kid at lunch who never sat with him ever before, sat with him on January 29.   On February 1 he had plugged sinuses and congestion, the next day a very slight cough and only for that day.  On February 2 his head hurt, REALLY hurt.  On February 3 he could not taste and that's when I sorta, kinda freaked out a little.  We went through a drive through, I touched his filthy nose swab with my fingers to help him put it in the big biohazard bag to send off.   Never even had another thought about doing that because I was SURE he was negative.  He must only have a sinus infection because, you know, I had that the past two weeks, don't you remember?  You inherited the crappy sinuses and recurrent migraines just like me, don't sweat it little dude, we're all good.  

I almost threw up when I got that text above.   

But by February 5 when we got the results he felt fine, aside from the lack of taste that had gotten worse.  So the rest of us got the earliest test we could and we were all negative.  Today is February 22 and none of us have felt sick since although I do wonder if maybe gave it to Adam because our symptoms were the same almost to the letter but I don't go out anywhere.  Maybe Elizabeth caught it at school and gave it to me and she was never sick?  She is constantly in my face, it could happen I guess.  I can't find anyone to give me an antibody test so I just have to wonder now.   I feel fabulous now.  Again, Cymbalta is the best. The best news though, my parents got the first dose of the vaccine during this time.  We had a "little" winter storm last week so hoping it doesn't push back their appointment for this Friday for the second dose.  We will wait three weeks and then see them again.   Of course I guess Adam can see them now, I stil don't really understand all the rules.  

Have any of you had "it"?  Have you gotten the vaccine?  At first I thought I wouldn't get one but my parents, so far, have had no problems with it.  I want to work again next year.   My boss is starting a kindergarten at her preschool.   I want that job.  I can't wait to get my call.   I have no problem wearing a mask out anywhere for the rest of my life if I have to, I just want to have dinner with people again and not worry about my parents so much.