There's never a great moment to get sick, and I completely randomly got sick this week. Monday started out entirely normal - swimming lessons + a rainbow sighting on the way home.
Then I have zero pictures until Thursday night because on Tuesday afternoon, around the end of the workday, I started to get a runny nose. I thought it was really weird because I had felt 100% healthy up until that point. Usually with a cold you at least feel tired first. This came out of nowhere. On the way home, all through soccer, and up through suppertime I was convinced I must just have inhaled something that irritated my nose.
Around bedtime I was thinking maybe it WAS a cold, resulting from my chaotic Monday launching a new website. After the kids fell asleep I got fully congested and then started to feel pretty tired myself. I had a client meeting the next day so figured I should do a quick covid test. It was negative - ok so just a cold...
Tuesday morning- I woke up feeling terrible, so told work I felt like I was pretty sick so should stay home. Wore a mask to get the kids ready for school & sent them on their way.. throughout the morning I felt worse and started getting chills and body aches. After plenty of denial, I finally tested again and - POSITIVE for covid. Dang. Called the kids and Jason home, told work, etc, etc, etc.
Wednesday & Thursday - I slept a LOT both afternoons after work, and slept through til I had to login to work at 7am. That sleep helped, but felt exhausted and sickish. I managed to work with 2ish brief naps during the day. Those naps were magic energy boosters. Jason had to handle the kids alllll day long, which is not his forte. I helped more on Thursday, even though I probably shouldn't have - it's so hard to stay away from them! "Mommy, I need a hug" is not easy to say "nope" to...
This is how the kids were sleeping - we had them in the living room, because they didn't want to be on a different floor than where my quarantine space was..
