I suppose it was inevitable, despite
our careful sanitation routines, for Covid to infect our family. The virus has been considered “endemic” here,
and most of the restrictions are in the past.
We have still been wary because Tuk’s parents are old and frail.
Tuk came down with symptoms and tested
positive first. So, she self-quarantined
to our third-floor room, and we didn’t see her for days. She ordered food delivered to our gate, and I
took some to her parents and left hers at her door. We communicated via text.
Some days later, I felt cold-like
symptoms coming on. Tuk gave me a Covid
home test which came up positive. Now we
both are barricaded in our portion of the house, isolated from her parents who
are so far ok. Since I am no longer
going out shopping, the deliveries are all-important. I really miss going outside, to the courtyard
in front and the second-floor veranda in back, but we stay away to let the
parents use those areas.
My symptoms so far have been like
the tail-end of a very weak head cold, and they have diminished daily since Day
1 – I’m now at Day 6. The reason, I
think, is because of my vaccinations: Two
Astra-Zeneca (in July and October 2021) and a Moderna booster (in February this
year). Tuk had two Sinovac, then a
Pfizer booster, then a Moderna. She has
cold-like symptoms that are a bit more pronounced than mine and which persist
longer, yet they are still relatively mild.
Her parents have had a vax history similar to mine, but because of their
age we try to keep them safe at a distance.
I feel like I’m under house arrest. I will be glad when the self-quarantine
ends.
-Zenwind.
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