Well, it’s happened. I went and got Covid. It was almost inevitable living here in Florida; all major cities in the state are now red zones. I wear my mask, I wash my hands, I use the sanitizer, I stay home most of the time. Yet this virus snuck by all my safeguards and attached itself to me. I could have touched something and then unwittingly touched my face. I could have forgotten to use sanitizer once. I could have been exposed to someone at work as not everyone believes in wearing a mask. (Don’t even get me started on THAT). I try however, to the best of my ability, to protect others and be thoughtful of those around me while trying to protect myself as well.

Last Thursday afternoon I had a mild headache. I didn’t think much of it, it was just a headache as I’d been staring at a computer screen all day long at work. Then Friday morning I woke up feeling like someone had been sent to “teach me a lesson” in the middle of the night as I slept. I was achy and sore, had a fever, a dry cough, and generally just felt icky. My first thought was, “Great, I’ve gone and got the flu”. That’s what it felt like. I called in to work and went online to make an appointment for a rapid test, and got an evening appointment for Friday. Then I went to try to rest after taking Tylenol. Friday in the early afternoon, I got a text saying that my appointment was cancelled and that I’d have to reschedule. Aggravated, I went back online and made another appointment for Saturday evening, the first one that was available. I went to my appointment, and after waiting in my car for about 30-40 minutes was told my test was positive for Covid-19.

I went home and made all the phone calls that I needed to make. Now I wait it out. Today is day 3 and I’m already tired of lying in bed. I realize that’s a small discomfort compared to others who get Covid-19 and suffer immensely with horrible symptoms. My well being status goes up and down… for a few hours I feel a little better, and then for a few hours I’m huddled under a blanket trying to think about something else. Luckily for me, there are plenty of documentaries streaming on Amazon Prime and Hulu. I’m pretty sure I’ve solved several cold cases and I’ll be in touch with authorities shortly to share my findings and help them close the case. Then there’s my dog. The CDC site says that the virus could possibly spread from human to animal. I love my dog like I love my child. So I try to stay out of her face and wear a mask if I have to get close to her as the CDC site suggests. But staying 6 feet away from my dog is never going to happen. Not because I won’t do it, but more because she is attached to my hip and I can’t make a move without her tagging along and plopping herself right into my immediate vicinity.

I hope all of you stay safe and virus-free. I hope you put some thought into protecting those around you and wear a mask in order to not put someone you love (or even a total stranger) at risk. Care for each other. I hope we all get through this very soon, at least enough so that the threat isn’t as big as it seems to be right now. I do believe better days are coming. In the mean time though, we must be kind to one another and protect our neighbor. I saw something that said, “A mask is not a politcal statement”. I agree. Even if you don’t think you need it, someone next to you may be struggling with health issues you have no knowledge of and your complacence could put them at risk. Believe what you want to believe, support whichever candidate you choose, fly your flags and shout your doctrines. But please, think of each other.

Now I have to go, there’s another cold case murder to solve and they need me over at the 20/20 studio.