I fly back to San Francisco, having had a negative Covid test before getting on the plane.
A couple of days after arrival, I begin to feel bad, sore throat, cough, headache etc. I don’t worry about covid on account of the recent test.
Son James has some do it yourself covid tests and after a few days of no noticeable improvement, I test myself.
I have Covid.
I somehow felt I had got away with it and would miss infection. Hubris.
I really do not want to spend days isolated in my room. There are so many great things I want to do! Luckily I have James to look after me, I mean like going out to buy beer.
Oh well, I suppose I will spend the time buying myself presents on Amazon.
Me too. We’ll get over it. Gambatte!
Boo! Drink whisky hot water honey and lemon. Traditional Highland cure for Covid! Is it still raining ?