Day o59.

Much has happened since I last checked in. My stress levels peeked earlier this week, and I started to become agitated with my daughter’s behavior.

This past Wednesday (2 days ago) I received a call from her daycare saying they had to close due to a teacher testing positive. I didn’t panic, but my stress level shit beyond it’s already record height.

We’ve been home since, and have been awaiting our results from that morning. I came back negative, but my husband and daughter came back positive. I honestly don’t know what to make of this.

I am more prone to getting sick than they are, and I have the worst rap sheet of the three in regards to my health. Since starting keto, I have felt better. But now I worry that so I have tried to extend my life expectancy, that one or both of theirs are in great risk.

So far my daughter seems to be okay, just a little more fatigued, not eating as much, and possibly a little agitated. My husband on the other hand had a bit of a fever last night, with a temporal reading of 100.4°. he has been achy and tired this whole time, with a slight cough. Since I have tested negative, I am now designated as the caregiver for both of them.

They are quarantined in her room, and I have the rest of the house. On top of this I must continue to work from home. Between working from home, taking care of my family, paying the bills, and trying to manage my own health and wellness, I don’t know how strong I am. My mental health has been shaky as of late in regards to work stress. But I think this takes the cake.

I need to take a break from blogging. At least about weight that is. So for the scale hasn’t moved, but this week I am on my period. So I don’t expect much of a change. Plus not having been able to go out and walk due to staying at home and quarantining also doesn’t help towards my progress. My progress at this point doesn’t matter, as nothing is guaranteed.

I will blog in regards to their status, as well as keeping track of my mental health. But the days may get all mixed up, and I will do my best to keep things straight. I may be back logging some blogs from the past few days. they may not even be worth blogging about. But just so I can say I put something in and holding myself accountable.

Day o58.

I feel drained. after the emotional rollercoaster that was yesterday morning, plus having to wait in line for over an hour for a copy test, I’m starting to feel it. My left arm is sore from having to hold my 30 lb toddler so she wouldn’t wander while standing in line.

My husband is constantly checking his temperature, and I am constantly reassuring him that we don’t know until we know. He is asked me to sleep in the living room as he feels like he’s getting warmer and warmer, and is feeling more tired as time goes on. I respect his wishes and am sleeping on the couch tonight.

I’m assuming that I would also be positive if he’s positive as I kiss him every evening before we go to sleep. Also my daughter is in the stage of having kisses on her forehead, so the likelihood that we are all positive is very high. But again we don’t know until we know.

My Fitbit is low on battery, and it’s not like I can go anywhere. unless we know that we’re all negative, we have to stay indoors. And even then because my daughter came in contact with a asymptomatic teacher, we still have to stay indoors for at least nine more days. At this point it’s just a waiting game.

I continue to eat on track, and try and provide food that my family will eat. I’m more concerned about their hydration. I’m a little bit more disciplined on drinking water throughout the day. Or at least all at once. But I noticed that my daughter doesn’t drink all her milk, and my husband has always straight away from regular fluids, and instead choosing soft drinks.

Day o57.

Today’s a piece of garbage if it’s ever been one. On my way to dropping my daughter off to daycare, and going to work, I get a phone call from daycare stating that they are closed. The owner tells me that one of the teachers that was there just yesterday has tested positive for COVID and is asymptomatic.

After having a really bad evening the night before with my temperament, and trying to really smooth things out, I can’t help but feel my stress levels rising above and beyond. I keep my cool, pull over and make a call to my executive. I need her to know that I cannot come into the office, and now need to try and find a test center that will take both of us. thankfully I was only two blocks away from daycare, which meant I was one block away from the nearest test site and it just so happened to be the only day of the week at this location is operating.

After doing a quick registration on my phone my daughter and I wait in line for almost 2 hours to get ourselves a test, and when it is done my daughter is crying and I am walking us back through the lines to get to our car, cheering her on for being such a big girl. I’m confident that we are okay, as we are not currently exhibiting any symptoms or signs. But again Who knows what is in store for us. If the teacher was asymptomatic what does that mean for the rest of us.

Once I had registered, I had called my husband immediately to let him know. He got home as quickly as he could, and I was able to send him to the same area that I went for a test so he could get it all in the same day. we hope to hear back the results this Friday which is 2 days from now or the latest is Monday. At this time we don’t know what to expect, or what is in store for us. But at this time daycare is closed until the students get the results.

What angered me was not only did I use two hours outside of work, but my job is expecting me to cough up an hour and a half of vacation time for it because I had to take my daughter instead of just the whole 2 hours being comped because I also had to take the test. It’s a little unfair to me, but it is what it is. Also I was expected to work as soon as I got home, which how can you work at full function with this kind of scare?

It doesn’t help that this is the end of the year, and we’re trying to get all of the actual years notes and data into the system so we can get further grants for next year. The stress is on, and I already know that I have had things slipped through the cracks, and it’s going to be a hard time tying up loose ends.

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