When someone tells you they have cancer, you feel sorry for them and offer your support.
Someone tells you they have Covid and it’s a different kettle of fish altogether.
You get a rush of emotions as the bottom falls out of your world, which is quickly overtaken by anger. This in turn is directed at yourself, or your partner, for having let your guard down as this person was considered a friend. All the care and precautions you have taken since the pandemic started have just been thwarted, and it is not your fault.
Panic sets in, scenarios of what this means and how it affects your every day living.
Help is at hand on the internet, if of course you have access to it, then again local pharmacies hold stockpiles of home kits but they are now no longer free.
Only two questions are asked, your age, and why you need a home test.
Tears threaten when you realise the potential seriousness of the situation, fear begins to creep in and you tell yourself you have no symptoms and are just playing safe. But the crux of the matter is
YOU HAVE BEEN DIRECTLY EXPOSED.
The kits are easy enough to use, though getting the seal off the test tube is difficult and you have to be careful not to get the liquid on your fingers.
Unlike a pregnancy test when there is some excited anticipation, your mind is filled with dread as you wait the necessary time for the line to appear that will seal your fate.
The relief of a negative result is enormous but your concerns are far from over. That was this time but the immediate future holds more tests, hopefully with the same result, and the fear of infection.
The mind goes into overdrive and barriers are raised.
No more socialising, not that you did much anyway and masks become as vital as your shoes and coat when you go out.
You think about the people you have come in contact with, afraid you are a spreader and don’t know it. You give everyone a wide berth, maybe even shut yourself away.
And the anger festers.
Covid doesn’t care.
It attacks anyone, any age, vaccinated or not, and it’s mutating all the time.
It can divide families, dissolve friendships, wreck relationships. It can kill.
The headlines aren’t so full of Covid as they were a year or so ago. People have relaxed their guard as restrictions have been lifted by the government and booster jabs made available to the majority of the public. But you personally continue to take precautions, especially in crowds or strange places, and avoid contact with strangers as a matter of course. Your social life is practically nil, but you are safe.
Imagine then the scenario of talking to the same person you were exposed to before and some considerable time into the conversation, they casually mention that they currently have Covid.
No warning, no mask, no apology or social distance.
The sledgehammer hits your gut and you automatically take two very large steps back.
Angry and fearful, you return home, wash, sanitise then have to wait a couple of days before taking a test, all the while praying you don’t get two lines this time.
Good lord, how can people be so selfish and inconsiderate?!!
Tell me about it 😦
Were you exposed Di?
Hubby was, so myself indirectly. Tests will follow for both of us and the door has been very firmly slammed in their direction. We wore masks today and have kept our distance from any friends we saw when walking Maya this afternoon. To us, it is inexcusable. The first time was unfortunate, but this time it was known and basically, they have no thought for other people.
The ignorance of people continually astounds me. As far as I’m concerned, we should be able to report anyone who knows they have COVID or has been exposed to it and knows and is not wearing a mask — and to make it even worse stands right in front of you, talking away, taking their sweet time to even tell you. To me that is the same as manslaughter and it should be punishable.
I feel the same.
It’s the only way we’ll ever see the end of this.
It’s a worry Fransi. I’m glad we’ve had all our shots, but even then we’re not immune. So far we’ve been lucky………………………
And I hope you continue to be dear Di 🤞🤞
Thank you ❤
Yes, life in 2020 and 21 was scary. But now , here it is just like any other viral fever. People do not go for a test too. They take medicines and stay at home. And I don’t know if they stay at home. Very few people wear masks. Take care and I am sure everything will be fine. A favourite senior relative used to say that she would face what came her way and not live in fear. Regards.
Thanks for commenting.
Lordy! I’m praying this is fiction. Tell me this is just a pretend scenario. We have been so very careful because no one is masking (except me and when I force Sparky). I just really don’t want to get sick before Christmas! So many of our relatives/family friends are fragile (Sparky’s parents are 88 and 89 and our good friends’ father is 92). We definitely don’t want to have them exposed through us. If this is a friend I’d have to go on the assumption that they are always COVID positive and mask and distance whenever I am in their presence!
We have always been vigilant, masking up today when we shopped in a larger town as we knew it would be busy. Once is unfortunate, but twice and knowing without saying has slammed the door on that one.
Been there. And it was late to take precautions by then.
We wore masks today when we went shopping, and so did quite a few other people. I’m glad we’ve had all our boosters, so if we did catch it, hopefully it would only be a mild case.
I hope you don’t get it.
It’s very low key here. It went through the office staff just before my holiday. I was concerned, but I suspect if I’d turned up positive I may have still gone if it was day 5 on take off
It’s now becoming increasingly rare to see very many people wearing masks. Covid hasn’t gone away and it’s still a minefield of sorts out there.
We wore masks today when shopping in town. Surprisingly we weren’t the only ones.