Myke & Me Plus ThreeFour: Life with 'Rona

Written yesterday morning (not even sure the date). Just wanted to get my thoughts out on "paper" so to speak. Will update from here.

It has been a whirlwind of emotions over the past couple weeks. We decided to be extra cautious in the weeks coming up to Christmas so we would be able to spend that week prior and the actual holiday with Myke's parents, who have been living in San Diego since late- September and are scheduled to fly back to the east coast for the next 4 or so months. We hadn't actually spent Christmas with them in 3 years so we were determined to do our best to make sure it would happen and not be somehow messed up by this nasty virus that is going crazy, especially here in California. They both have "underlying issues" so we wanted to make sure to keep everyone safe. Even though school is relatively safe with distancing and masks and, so far, no spreading of anything between students, we decided to pull the kids out of in-person school the final week before break and they did virtual learning instead (they only attend 2 in person days per week so only missed those 2). No seeing anyone, not even outside with masks on (which we had previously allowed at the park or outside on occasion). Our kids are good with masks and seem to have no problem wearing them, so it's not an issue. All started well. The kids went to spend the night in Pacific Beach with the grandparents Thursday and Friday, the week before Christmas, after over a week of "extra-quarantine" precautions. They came back to us Saturday. Monday we met up again with them and took the telescope to look at the "Christmas Star" and Tuesday they came up for more Christmas festivities. We made hot chocolate, drove around to look at the lights in our area, and headed home to watch "Christmas Vacation" before Thom & Maureen slept over. Chloe was tired and ready for bed right after the movie but I didn't think anything of it. Around 3am Tuesday night/Wednesday morning Chloe woke up with chills and was crying. She said she didn't feel well, and was upset that she was going to ruin Christmas and not be able to spend it with Mom-Mom & Pop (the kids' names for Thom & Maureen). I took her temperature (normal) calmed her down, wiped away her tears and laid with her in bed until she could fall back asleep. The next morning she woke up early and was feeling better. We had breakfast with Thom and Maureen, then Chloe and I started making Christmas cookies...and it was apparent that her energy just drained out of her body at that time. She leaned her whole upper body on the counter, had no desire to taste the cookie batter (major red flag! lol), and wanted to just go lay on the couch. I put a blanket over her and she fell asleep. At 10am in the morning. Definitely another red flag as she is NOT a napper, but I was in no way thinking she had covid. No fever, no cough. She hadn't been around anyone without a mask on. After her nap she still didn't feel great, we decided we better take her for a rapid-test before having Thom & Maureen sleepover again for Christmas Eve and Day. Just for peace of mind we sprung the $99 for the test. The lines were SOOOOO long that it took us 4 hours before it was her turn to get tested. Luckily, we were able to wait at home for their call as we are only 5 minutes from the test center. I went in with her, the nose swab was done, and then she and I sat and watched funny Youtube videos to kill the 15 minutes wait for results...in a small room, close together. We did keep masks on though. Doctor came in and said Chloe tested positive for covid-19. We were shocked. Chloe choked back tears as she had been dreading that news. My mind started racing...how did this happen? Where did she get it? ...and more so, OH SH*T, Chloe was in the back of the van with my in-laws as we drove around for an hour looking at holiday lights the night before. No masks were worn (which was the point of our being uber-careful the weeks prior)...then they slept over, we were all on the couch together watching the movie, etc. They were definitely my main concern, and of course Chloe and how devastated she was to get this news.

I can now fast-forward 5 days later as we are now on Monday (I think? Days all blend together) and we are FINALLY feeling a little more relaxed today. I can reflect and share the past days with more clarity and less anxiety. The first days were just extremely challenging and emotionally draining. Having your baby girl feel SO MISERABLE both physically and emotionally and not being able to hug her, rub her back or even sit with her in her room to keep her company had me a wreck and fighting back tears that seemed to leak out when the exhaustion of caring for her and keeping everyone else healthy set in. Our main goal was "avoid spread" so I moved into the downstairs guestroom, we assigned people bathrooms which they would use until further notice, so there would be less sharing and Chloe could have her own bathroom, we all started wearing masks full-time around the house, and Chloe was isolated into her room, with us bringing her food and drinks as needed. It sounds sad, but she honestly felt so terrible and just utterly exhausted and lethargic that she didn't have energy to do anything else, anyways. She does come out for short outside visits each day but usually doesn't last too long. We made Christmas happen with my in-laws, after all. They came up that morning and sat outside our big glass doors- we set up FaceTime with speakers so we could all chat, have coffee (and mimosas!), breakfast and open presents "together". I'll attach picture, it worked out great, though it was completely exhausting for Myke and myself both physically and emotionally. Trying to make the day fun and memorable while still having concern for everyone else and Chloe. This was 2 days post-diagnosis and Chloe was feeling worse, not better, as each day passed. What felt bad was what was hard for her to pinpoint, which was one of the weirdest parts about it. She has not yet had a fever, no cough, no shortness of breath (thank goodness!!!), but she has just been like an almost-lifeless sack o' potatoes and just a shell of herself. A couple mornings her throat hurt, her legs have been sore each day, but overall she is just sick. A walk down the stairs to the outside takes a lot out of her. Sitting in the sun didn't feel good on her skin one of the days. It's just so hard, again, as a mother, to not be able to make her feel better and more so not be able so snuggle her. The other kids, too. We did "air hugs" the past 5 days. This morning we gave all that up. We are OVER it. This is also, after today, finally, Chloë seemed just a little better first thing in the morning instead of worse. Also, Myke, Eli and Ella have all been tested since Wednesday and all negative. I am just watching myself for symptoms. So far, so good. I had the most direct contact with her before diagnosis, wiping her tears with my bear hands that first night, and when I curled back into my own bed at 4am after leaving her's, thinking to myself that I should probably go wash my hands, but then falling asleep before doing so.

Also, best news of all, Thom and Maureen did tests on Saturday afternoon and they are both negative. Somehow, Chloe contracted this, even though she has been no places or around any people on her own. We were bummed to spend the holiday break in quarantine in our own house, but obviously California is on lock-down orders anyways, but we can't even go out and ride bikes/walk around the neighborhood, I believe. In the end, it's lucky it happened when it did because the kids aren't missing school, Myke already had the time off from work, the puppy can't go out in public for another week after her final shot, so we might as well deal with this now.

Some people have said we might as well just take masks off and let nature run it's course. Maybe we will get it, maybe not. Most people do not get seriously ill and we do not have concerning underlying issues that would put us at higher risk for a worse fate if we do contract covid. We have spent the time so far avoiding it like the plague (literally) while at the same time TRYING not to make Chloe feel like a leper. Not sure if we were successful with the latter part, but I think she is understanding. I can see where they are coming from, and it would be so great not to have these masks on all the time...but I honestly would just rather NOT get sick if I don't need to. You never know if you will be one of the ones who has it worse than most. We are rolling the dice 6 times with that...and each person who gets symptoms starts a 10 day quarantine THAT day...so this could drag out for 60 days with 6 of us if we happen to get sick in some kind of "waterfall effect" (worst case scenario) and I just CAN'T fathom that. Chloe already is feeling worse and is not the asymptotic child or the child that feels bad for 1-3 days and then is fine (which is what I had mainly heard of how kids will likely react). I also don't want to be sick and trying to care for other sick kids and/or sick husband. So we chose the more cautious route. Thank goodness for Insta-cart, Target delivery, and my awesome neighbor friends who have brought us food, drinks, games, flowers, balloons for Chloe, and just made us feel loved and cared for. We are feeling less anxiety now, there is laughter again, we know we will come out the other end and be okay. It was just a big mental game the first few days. I realize I probably sound a little dramatic to some, but it really messes with you when you have been so careful and then someone in the family gets sick...and with a disease that has such a range of symptoms and a range of ways your body might handle it....from no symptoms for some to a death sentence for others. While California is on world wide news with the amount of cases, we honestly only know a handful of people personally who have gotten sick (that we know of). I can literally count on one hand. Also, we never let our kids to sleepovers, did not allow playdates in houses, if she saw someone outside they had to have a mask, and even that was so limited (we were/are definitely more strict than all but a few other families with kids that we know) and covid still made it's sneaky little way into our lives.

This entire post has just been me "typing out loud" and letting it all release from my mind. No reading it over, editing, etc. It's therapeutic, it's releasing, it's for memory...as I know the details of all of this will soon be left in the past, and a faded memory of Covid Christmas 2020.

Please stay safe!!