This past Sunday I woke up with intestinal distress, chills and lost of appetite. No fever, no coughing. I contacted my parents and closed on Monday. I told them I would get a Covid test and proceed from there. Couldn't get in for the test till Tuesday. Still waiting for my results. I feel totally normal now, but will wait for my results. The mom of my youngest dcg also started Sunday with the same stuff. DCM's got tested and got her results already Negative so I'm assuming I am too. The thing I find odd is the dcg had no symptoms other then maybe not eating quite as much as she normally does, but didn't think anything of it at the time. I found this to be very discouraging too. I thought I was being very careful, washing hands, disinfecting, wearing a mask. The only other illness in the pass 11 months which was the same dcg I posted about (Requiring a Dr. note/teething) was finally diagnosed with Roseola.

Now tonight my husband gets a call and is told not to report to work until Monday. Three people in his division he works with have tested positive for covid. He has not had direct exposure to them. I figured I'd probably be closed the rest of the week anyway waiting for my results. Now this. I'll call my health department again to make sure but as long as he didn't have direct exposure I would assume I can open on Monday.

I'm really done with covid. I'm tired of hearing that people are dying. Tired of having to treat my husband like he's diseased all the time because he's in the public everyday. I just want it to go away. Thanks for letting me ramble on. I've been doing daycare for 18 years now and realize how isolated I've become plus covid's made it worse. If you've read this far and believe in prayer please say one for me.

Thanks

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