My grandchildren came down with something last week. It was a runny nose, coughing thing. Early in the week my son and daughter in law developed the symptoms. I had some mild symptoms, but I attributed the resistance to my many years in the public schools. I had some immunity, or so I thought. Although it felt like a cold, my son had a Covid test just to make sure that it wasn't a breakthrough infection. It came back negative.
Then, I went home Friday and I was sick. No fever, just ample snot. And headache. But, no fever or chills and I could still smell and taste things. It was the same thing the kids had. It was very probably a summer cold. I just hadn't had a cold in well over a year so I was miserable.
For me the curious thing is not how I got this virus. I got it from the kids. But, they are pretty cautious in their contacts. They mask up, avoid crowds. They don't go many places. This was a sneaky little virus that somebody passed on to them.
I hope that I am on the mend from this thing. I hope that we all are. Being sick is not fun. Especially in a time of pandemic.
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