
Damn! Damn! Damn! Please forgive the un-lady-like title, but honestly, I don’t know what else to say. I could have said, “How did this happen?” or “Where did we get it?” or “WTH?” or any number of things but the fact remains that Covid came into our house, like the demon it is. Dad started last Monday with a cold, which got worse, so he went to the doctor…positive for Covid on Thursday. Mom tested positive on Friday, and of course, I tested positive on Saturday (for the second time this year!). Instantly, the house became an infirmary. We isolated Dad in my room and I stayed with Mom in the family room or in their bedroom. As luck would have it, Joey tested positive too so he was isolating at his home. Trust me when I say, it was not pretty! We were a harmonious trio of coughers! We were sneezing and coughing at the same time (snoughing). We were achy and couldn’t sit still. We just wanted to sleep and for some of us, it came and for others, it did not. This time...