The butterfly diaries

[Evie]

And this morning I woke up with Covid, sigh. I have a telehealth appointment this morning and I'm going to ask if I can get the antivirals this time because I always get hit so hard.

I've spent the morning largely getting a bunch of work stuff sorted. I am a teacher, so I have to set relief lessons/notes for all my classes. Fortunately, at this school, the older students are very self-directed in my subject. My younger ones are studying towards national exams in a couple of weeks so I've just thrown extra resources at them. I still have to finish writing reports by tomorrow morning. That shouldn't be too hard as we use pre-written comment banks for this round of reports.

I'm frustrated, I didn't see this coming at all. I had no idea I'd been exposed, and worse, I visited my parents on Tuesday evening (it's now Thursday morning and I'm symptomatic and testing positive). They haven't had Covid and I'm super worried as I would have been contagious then.

I can feel myself getting sleepy already, so after my telehealth appointment I'll probably try and nap already. Damnit, I hate Covid, I always feel so wretched.

I said goodbye to Nevyn last night while he gets his wife sorted out, but then texted him this morning to give him the heads up about the positive test. Sigh. When it rains, it pours.

 

[Evie]

Well, I don't qualify for the antivirals unfortunately, so I'm surviving on inhalers, paracetamol, ibuprofen, and tramadol. Someone may bring me some pseudoephedrine later today.

So I'm trying to keep on top of work emails today whilst being grateful that tomorrow is the weekend and the barrage will cease.

Puck may have Lyme again. His campground is rife with ticks, sigh, and even though he does tick checks, it just takes one sneaky bastard. At least over here he'll get respite from reinfection. He's hoping to liquidate the old cars in the next week or so and then he can buy tickets to come over and do job interviews. That should be around August.

Adam's back at work (after a mandatory break). He's a first responder so they get rostered mental health holidays (we don't generally say vacation over here). We have been talking about the other work that needs doing around the house and there is one potentially really expensive job. As in 'talk to the bank about a loan' expensive, and it will be some significant time. It could be a case of getting Puck to help when he gets here. I don't know. Adam has enough experience to get the job started, possibly finished. And his brother could also come down to help. It serves us right for not doing R&M earlier. But then, Adam could have gotten this sorted as soon as we knew my job was permanent and he would be moving, so the delays are very much on him.

This is probably famous last words, but I'm feeling surprisingly okay for day two of COVID, so fingers crossed that the last vaccine I had in December means this could actually be a milder case.