That word has never sounded so sweet.
The call came about thirty minutes ago. The test indicated that I was negative for the COVID-19 virus. Although the nurse emphasized that a "negative" now doesn't mean that a "positive" later is out of the question.
But for now, I'm choosing to be elated. Like I haven't been in a heap long time.
Self-isolation is not a fun thing. Not at all. Driving out to get tested two days ago was the only time since Sunday night that I've dared venture from the confines of my home (okay yeah well there was also taking Tammy on walks so she could "do her business" but you know what I mean). Especially with yesterday being my birthday. But some friends figured out some stuff and we were able to do something with a gimmick called Zoom. Ever heard of Zoom? All the cool kids are doing it now, I've heard.
Negative. Nada. No infection.
It's back to work in the morning and I think I've driven my poor supervisor crazy about wanting to return to the office. In the meantime, I'm going to tempt fate and get a real meal - including chocolate milkshake - from the Chick-Fil-A drive-through.
1 comments:
Thanks for the good news! We've been holding you up in a lot of prayer.
I found your blog not long ago, it was your article about EMDR. Thank you for writing about the things that most people probably could not. You're very talented and entertaining. :)
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