It is now our 5th day of hunkering down. My hubby went to the bank today (he still has a business to run, after all), but excepting his one small outing, we haven’t been around other people for five days. Since COVID-19 has an incubation period of roughly 3-5 days, it ought to be showing itself right about now if we had already brought it home with us before our self-isolation began. I think of this every time I hear the kids cough or sneeze. They probably have allergies or an ordinary cold, but there’s no way to be sure. Even though children’s immune systems generally do a good job of fighting this virus off, I’d rather they avoided it.
I’m not going to worry too much, because there’s nothing I can do about it. I feel sorry, though, for everyone who has to go out in public right now and listen to the coughs and sneezes of strangers. I know I would not like the way that would make me feel, not just worrying about catching the virus and bringing it home with me, but feeling like other people were a threat. That’s not a good way to be, but I don’t know if I’d be able to stop myself.
Coronavirus sucks.