Living in a COVID world… This week the Covid saga continues! The entire family got tested because our middle child had a positive COVID case in her class. That was fun. Anyway, it was gorgeous weather on Good Friday. We were living our best pandemic life and rejoicing in another lockdown that was about to start on Saturday morning at 12 am. I went out for my walk, took the kids to the mall, stopped at Chapters to buy them some new books to read, then on Saturday we decided to order KFC for supper. I was so excited to eat that greasy food that I love so much. My Saturday night was going to be a night of watching Moesha, enjoying the rabbit hole that is Tik Tok while my husband was at Game Knight painting terrain for our future tournaments. The children were enjoying Roblox (that’s a multi-billion dollar company… Blows my mind). We got the food but I should’ve known something was wrong because for the first time I smelled the overcooked chicken in oil. The smell was so strong. I knew it was a bad batch but I ignored my intuition and drove home. We dug into the food and I ate that food like I hadn’t eaten a meal in weeks. Still tasted like normal KFC but something was off.
We finished supper and I started my night of relaxing. Suddenly, my stomach started to hurt. I was overheating and becoming uncomfortable. Ran to the bathroom and it started coming out of both ends. It was painful. The kids watched and enjoyed the show while being disgusted at the same time. I enjoyed disgusting them while dying inside. I’m the worst sick person you will ever meet but my husband comes second. We hate being sick and I will complain the entire time until I feel better. Worst patient ever. Once I finished emptying my stomach and bowels I decided to go lay on the couch to salvage my night at the same time cursing KFC and swearing that I will never eat their food again. Of course, I’m messaging the husband with pictures but why not? He must share in my agony. We decided that it was probably food poisoning. Until I received an email from the kid’s school saying that my middle baby’s class came into contact with a covid person. Naturally, I started to freak out that I may have covid. My middle baby Amelia started to complain of a headache. I started to trace our steps from the entire day. She never naps but that day she had a 2-hour nap with her dad on the couch and dad also complained of a headache. We were convinced that we had Covid. We notify all the people we had contact with to tell them.
The school called to tell us about the steps. Amy’s entire class would move to online learning till April 13th (my birthday!). Is that a sign from the universe? Anyways, they wanted us to isolate her from her siblings. We told the kids and they all had mixed reactions. My oldest is a germaphobe and lost her mind. My son asked if his sister was going to die and Amy was sad that she couldn’t be around her siblings. Amy is a people person. She loves people and is so loving. For her mental health, we decided that we were all going to quarantine as a family but I hate online learning and still wanted to send the other two kids to school.
Saturday was spent worrying and being paranoid. We called to book our test. That process was well handled but they couldn’t fit us all on the same day. Addy, our oldest, got her appointment on Monday late afternoon and the rest of us was Tuesday morning. By Sunday we were feeling well and back to ourselves. We knew that we didn’t have Covid and it was just a fluke of a day. We had to be sure and I wanted the kids back to school. The grandparents came to drop off Easter dinner while we visited 10 feet apart outside for an hour. The visit was short but it was nice seeing them. We had a zoom visit with my side of the family and that was nice. The kids love seeing their kakus( Grandparents in Congolese)
I made the mistake of showing Addy a YouTube video of a COVID test and she freaked out and started to cry. I had to hold her hand for 5 seconds of discomfort. Amy and Tristan took it like a champ but I didn’t like the experience and expect kids would react poorly. I would hope they have other methods for kids so they are not scared. Besides the discomfort, the experience was good and I was impressed with how well it’s organized and executed. We had our results within 24 hours of the initial test. The entire family was negative.
My dream is to one day complain or talk about other things. I know there’s a lot of subjects that we can talk about but it’s also depressing. I honestly thought that by summer 2021 we would be back to normal and didn’t expect to be in this situation for this long and entering our third lockdown with the numbers getting worse.
Stay safe!