Covid-19, day 14: Update

Covid-19, day 14: Update

Thank you, all, for your kind words, prayers, and care. Doing great. Ivory soap great. 99.44% well. 

The only remaining symptoms are the head congestion, ringing (screaming?) ears, and my knees & legs hurt. Those seem to be rather common, lingering after-effects, so it may be grin & bear it for a while. I'm permitted to return to work tomorrow. I plan to be in church Sunday, preaching and leading the Divine Service. I also plan to take a nap in the afternoon. I'll try not to confuse the napping and preaching events. While that might be entertaining for some, it could also be embarrassing and disconcerting. 

 Laura was contacted by the county health department yesterday to do a contact trace (conversation was rather anticlimactic... "Do you know where you got it?" Yep...my hubby. Oh...). They said she can return to work Monday. Return, not resume, is the key word. Although she has been quarantining since 8/6, she has been working every day. She stayed up until 1:30am this morning getting videos recorded and lessons prepared for today's classes. No rest for the weary. I'm proud of how she's been able to power through this and rise to meet and exceed the challenges of quarantine, sickness, distance and separation from peers and students. 

The kids continue to be symptom free but cabin fever is running pretty high at times. 

A few questions have been asked; I thought I would answer them here for other inquiring minds. I am not a doctor, politician, or health official. So, although I have stayed at a Holiday Inn Express, please take this at only face value and get professional advice from more knowledgeable sources like Facebook, professional athletes, actors and major media outlets. 

* Immunity - no one seems to know for sure just how long one has immunity against getting sick again. Three months seems to be conventional wisdom, reading the CDC website, but I read an article this morning that new studies suggest the possibility of a much longer immunity. 
* Quarantine - I am "free" as of tomorrow morning. Even if the kids get sick, I will not have to quarantine again. Same for Laura after this weekend. I think her post-illness quarantine is shorter than mine because a) there is positive evidence of when, where & how she got it and B) her symptoms have been even milder than mine. But, because the kids have literally been in close contact with us, they must remain in quarantine until 8/30. If one gets sick, the clock starts over for the other...another 2 weeks. 
* Laura's symptoms were never as severe as mine. No fever, no loss of taste, only one day of body ache, and not nearly as drained as I was. If it hadn't been for the positive test, we would have assumed it to be a cold & sinusitis.

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