Yes, I did succumb to Michael's buddies - the covid bugs. It was nice to chart my course by his....o.k. it's bad on Day 4 and 5, and then I should feel much better by Day 7. LOL
I had no fever on Saturday...technically. I was at 98.8....but that is not my norm. Sunday I stayed in the 97 range and this morning I woke up at 96.7. Normal. My oxygen was at 96. All improving.
Dad is on day 4. He's progressing as we did, though he's not had a fever to date and his oxygen hasn't dipped. The young adults have nothing at all...though I did hear tale of a scratchy throat. We shall see.
There was a lot of sleeping, lots of reading, lots of kleenex consumption...for Michael and I this week. The girls got a solid week of school in, made meals and did a few spa type things with their extra time at home.
Honestly, we were all ready for a slow week. Here are a few glimpses from the past week. Regardless of how sick I felt - the chickens and rabbit must be tended to...and they continue to crack me up. On this fine spring day Pietro decided to lead the ladies on an escape from their muddy and frozen chicken yard.
The gate has widened due to frost and isn't latching. I wasn't too concerned. This is a timid group and I knew they would escape to discover walls of snow on either side of the fence. They weren't going to far.