Dept. of Aargh.
Wednesday, 29 December 2021 09:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Happy Holidays. Here. Have Some COVID-19
So, yes, I'm still alive.
But stress? Yeah, got that.
Andy, Emily, and Harlan have been visiting from Seattle, spending about 8 days in Missouri with her folks and arriving yesterday to spend time in Chicago and environs. Our place is too small for them, so they're staying in a relatively nearby suburb with friends. We saw them yesterday and had the joy of seeing Harlan as a real kid, not a potted plant.
They came over again today to have a sort of delayed Christmas with us: roast beef and all the fixings, and we planned on an evening with a few gifts before they headed back to their friends' place.
On their way here, Andy and Emily got themselves tested (rapid antigen) and while we were eating, they got their test results.
Andy's positive for COVID-19.
Emily's a bit of a basket case right now; we've sent her and Harlan to the friends' place for at least tonight. Tomorrow, we all put our heads together and figure what the fuck to do. They'd been planning to fly back in about 5 days, but their pediatrician has upped the stress by saying they need to isolate as a family for 10 days. This requires trying to change air schedules without too much cost - which will inevitably be impossible - and trying to figure where the hell they can spend the next 10 days (if indeed it needs to be 10 days, or whether the pediatrician is being overly careful.)
The biggest concern is Harlan; he's not quite 6 months old, and isn't vaccinated. Bob and I are vaxxed and boosted, as are Andy and Em.
And Andy just let me know this minute that his second test tonight - he went and got it after the first test results flew in like a fucking crow - came in negative.
Christ on a bloody crutch..
So, yes, I'm still alive.
But stress? Yeah, got that.
Andy, Emily, and Harlan have been visiting from Seattle, spending about 8 days in Missouri with her folks and arriving yesterday to spend time in Chicago and environs. Our place is too small for them, so they're staying in a relatively nearby suburb with friends. We saw them yesterday and had the joy of seeing Harlan as a real kid, not a potted plant.
They came over again today to have a sort of delayed Christmas with us: roast beef and all the fixings, and we planned on an evening with a few gifts before they headed back to their friends' place.
On their way here, Andy and Emily got themselves tested (rapid antigen) and while we were eating, they got their test results.
Andy's positive for COVID-19.
Emily's a bit of a basket case right now; we've sent her and Harlan to the friends' place for at least tonight. Tomorrow, we all put our heads together and figure what the fuck to do. They'd been planning to fly back in about 5 days, but their pediatrician has upped the stress by saying they need to isolate as a family for 10 days. This requires trying to change air schedules without too much cost - which will inevitably be impossible - and trying to figure where the hell they can spend the next 10 days (if indeed it needs to be 10 days, or whether the pediatrician is being overly careful.)
The biggest concern is Harlan; he's not quite 6 months old, and isn't vaccinated. Bob and I are vaxxed and boosted, as are Andy and Em.
And Andy just let me know this minute that his second test tonight - he went and got it after the first test results flew in like a fucking crow - came in negative.
Christ on a bloody crutch..