After escaping more than two years of the pandemic, Covid has finally arrived Chez Beetleypete.
Following a bad headache yesterday, and a persistent cough last night, Julie did a home test this morning, and tested positive for C-19. Because she works for our local doctor, that means a mandatory five days off work, and no return until two negative tests are confirmed.
There is additonal fallout from this. We have had to cancel a family meal booked for next Sunday at a restaurant, and the engineer trying to fix our erratic heating will not be able to come into the house to work.
At least we are both fully-vaccinated, so that should stop the symptoms being bad enough to require further treatment. Fingers crossed for that of course.
Julie worked all through the worst of the pandemic. She often expected to contract the virus, but was lucky not to. In the last few weeks, various colleagues of hers have also tested positive, and she has done extra shifts to cover their absences.
We had probably both become rather complacent about the virus, but today’s positive test has brought home the reality that it has not gone away, and we have to live with its constant threat.