This morning after nearly three weeks in bed or very close to it I felt a shift of energy and a spark that maybe this was finally the end of this lung infection. Yesterday, was the last day of two weeks of Treatment and antibiotics.
I was cautious. Actually, lectured myself to take it slowly, “Okay, I could do three things, so list them…”
Yann, who went to a long awaited wedding this weekend of very dear friends of ours son, which had been postponed twice because of Covid. Called from downstairs, “Guess what?”
Yan tested positive for Covid. As did others from the wedding.
I sat on my bed.
Fingers crossed.
“Stay on the other side of the house. Wear at mask. Hope you do not feel to wretched.” I called back.
Well, this is a twist to the plot.
Stay tuned.
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