My daughter is a pharmacist at a COVID hospital. Around January/ February, she felt unwell and lost all taste (no, she didn’t start wearing brown flares). She recovered and went on to work throughout the lockdown and to date. A few weeks ago, the antibody test was finally available and she took it. Yeah, she has the antibodies and so must have had Trump Virus. At the time of the infection, and even now, the UK government didn’t provide adequate PPE to healthcare workers. They claimed to have provided hundreds of millions of PPE items, but each box of tissues counted as hundreds of items because every single ply of tissue counted as one item. My daughter is horrified that she might have infected other patients. His daughter, Beth Pearson used to go to school with my children. Steven just finished a long stretch of shifts and was feeling unwell on Friday night, he self-isolated in his bedroom as a precaution. On Saturday, took a COVID test, which had just been made available to healthcare workers. It was positive. He was found dead on Sunday morning in his bed.
She caught Trump Virus. She worked in some capacity for Johns Hopkins and had been to some conference or other. So she took a test. It was positive. Both my parents and hers were in lockdown with her. So she self-isolated for 14 days at a purpose-built facility. She is very entitled and made a huge deal about having Trump Virus. It was like everyone in the family must mourn this situation. She prepared very well for the isolation. After 14 days she returned home When my daughter was a year old, I had an excellent 18-year-old babysitter named Melissa who lived in the same complex near us. She was mature, reliable, and took good care of my daughter, which was important to me because I didn’t want to worry about my kids while I was at work. It was summertime, so Melissa asked me if she could take my daughter to the pool in the afternoons to play and cool off. Melissa was trained in BLS and CPR, and her mother, who was a lifeguard at the pool, had advanced life-saving and EMT training, so I felt safe saying yes. When I came home around 5 pm, Melissa would mention friends of hers who dropped by the house or pool to visit and play with my daughter. They all liked my daughter and had fun playing with her and passing her around, especially at the pool. There was one girl Melissa didn’t like who was a bossy know-it-all–she was always trying to control my daughter and take her away from whoever was holding her. Melissa didn’t trust her and had refused to let her into my house, but she couldn’t keep her away at the pool.