Recovery

It was a truly awful week. I was afraid to exert myself, so I lay I bed all week, but I felt like lying in bed was only making me sicker. I never had a fever again past Saturday, but just felt tired and out of sorts with a dry cough and raspy voice. The kids were at camp and the H worked until 2 AM every night, so I basically just lived like I did before 2012 - all alone in this house with nothing to do except work. I don’t know how the week went by. I tested every two days and as of Thursday was still getting very dark negatives. It was very frustrating.

I finally left the house yesterday to pick up the boys from camp. There’s no way I’m still contagious at this point. They seemed to enjoy it - we of course could barely drag any information about it out of them, but they both said they’d like to go again. Bobby said he got really good at archery, and they sang us some camp songs. I’m glad it was a success. They will definitely be back next year. 

Now I face the gauntlet of taking care of them full time this entire week. For how exhausted I still feel, I don’t know how I’m going to do it, really. Just take it one day at a time I guess. Today we’re just lying around in PJs doing laundry and cleaning up from both our trips. School is only three weeks away (I can’t believe how fast the summer has flown by) and I want things around here to be neat and organized for back to school. This week if I can manage it we’ll go to the beach, go on some light hikes, some playgrounds, etc. Then they have two weeks of the rec center camp and then school starts. Then my event happens. 

I keep reminding myself what hell I was in this time last year trying to decide whether to cancel my event or not - it was just awful. At least this year the event will go on. I’m trying to get myself psyched up for it. There’s not a huge attendance, and I don’t know if things will pick up next month or not. Maybe? Or is once again news of a new variant going to scare people off? I haven’t made a decision about requiring masks or not; I’m sort of hoping LA County will make the decision for me, but it’s touch and go at the moment. I feel like everyone I know that goes on a trip right now comes home with covid. The cat is out of the bag at this point. The messed up thing is this infection won’t even protect me against catching it again before my event in seven weeks. I mean it’s unlikely I’ll catch it again, especially if I get the booster I’m now eligible for, but there’s still a chance so I still have to be cautious in the days leading up to it. I wonder how many times we’re all going to catch covid in our lives?? Multiple, unfortunately. Finally tested negative today but the symptoms still linger. I don’t know when I’m going to feel normal again.