Well, we managed to escape the Rona for a very long time, but as of today, our winning streak is over. I didn't sleep well last night and my I could "feel" my throat this morning. It wasn't sore, but I could feel it. I had been at work for all of an hour when I got a message from my friends husband telling me he had tested positive to covid this morning on a RAT test. He had been at our house yesterday delivering some scones for my parents, who had allowed the youth from our ward to camp on their property over the weekend.
Because I could feel my throat, I thought I had better be safe, especially that I work at a school... and there was no way the test could possibly be positive, until it was. Craaaaaaaaaaaap.
The lightest line ever, but sure enough, it was positive and I am now in isolation for a week. So far everyone else in the house has tested negative, but I guess we wait and see. Ugh.
Other than being able to feel my throat, I had no symptoms, but by this evening, I had a scratchy throat, a cough and I was a bit achy and very ready for bed. Let's hope it doesn't get any worse!
