when my Granny went into the hospital for her broken arm, she was tested for COVID. She was negative. She was tested again before she left for the rehab center. She tested negative.
She was tested yesterday at the rehab center. She tested positive.
Today my mother tested positive as she was with Granny at the hospital.
So was I, on Sunday. And I was with my mother on Tuesday when Granny got transferred to the rehab center.
We did everything we were supposed to. We stayed home. We masked when we went out. But we couldn’t leave my confused, in pain 97-year-old Granny alone at the hospital.
My husband and I decided it would be safer if he stayed away, so he’s downstairs. I’m upstairs. I’m alone. I can’t find any place around here I can get tested, because of the holiday. I have to wait. Sit here and wait.
I just don’t know how much more I can take.
For the love of whatever you believe in: STAY HOME. And if you do go out, WEAR A MASK.
I’M BEGGING YOU.