Covid finally caught up with us, after two and a half years. Tod was on a work trip to Denver, and his team went out to dinner last Monday night. The guy sitting next to him was sick with covid the next day. By Thursday, Tod was sick too. He flew home (sorry to his fellow passengers!!) and has been isolating in our basement since then. Well a quick trip to the urgent care to get a paxlovid prescription, and a couple walks around the block, but otherwise just hanging out alone in the basement. He has felt rough (like a bad cold/flu) and some shortness of breath, but so far not horrible. Here's hoping he's back to normal soon, and he doesn't pass it to Amy or me.
Honestly it's pretty lucky that no one in our family has picked up covid until now, so I think we've done a pretty good job for all this time.
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