This past Friday, December 4, 2020, my youngest daughter, Lorelei, came home from school with symptoms of a sore throat, bodily discomfort, and a high fever. Throughout the weekend, we have documented high fevers, and she has started coughing profusely. We have isolated her in her room and now wear masks in her presence. It could be anything, like a seasonal cold that strikes you from the abrupt change in weather that occurred in Florida last week. But as in the times of Covid-19, we live as "at night all cats are brown." We are being proactive, bringing all the girls back home for distance learning, and coordinated a Covid -19 test for on the afternoon of December 7, 2020.What a great frustration; I am taken aback by the irony that we are the ones who boast of being the most responsible, disciplined, and strict regarding this pandemic. We are the ones who are harboring this sad possibility that one of our daughters is infected. This is the harsh reality that we all live in right now; when it comes to Covid-19, we are all in the same boat.
The results turned out to be negative! So sad that the fear of the possibility that in a possible future contagion the result would not be so favorable won't go away any time soon.
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