So another lockdown, another covid test and another positive result…
Pretty much getting fed up with it all now. So it was my hubbies and my turn to test positive this time. Only this time I had an appointment I couldn’t miss, I’d had to cancel it once already and really didn’t want to again.
I’d been waiting for a an appointment to get my lady bits checked out. See, I’d had an abnormal smear and needed further investigation, now I’d already cancelled it once before and really didn’t want to again. Well working out from my positive result date and my appointment, I was good but only by a few days.
So, to cut a long story short, I’ve been to the appointment, the team I saw were fantastic and really did put me at ease. I’m due my results any day soon from the biopsy they took, so hopefully it’s good news.
So whats happened in October….
Well it all started off well …that was until one fateful Tuesday morning when my son came downstairs, before school, saying he had a headache and felt a bit achy…….
So took his temperature, no that was fine, no cough. So thought, nope, off to school you go.
Then doubt crept in. Best phone the school…oh dear best get him a covid test, the school secretary told me. WTF for I thought, he doesn’t have any symptoms but anyhow, like a good girl I did. That was fun in itself…
So a day of school for my son, a day of work for me. Then sat there, Wednesday morning, waiting on the results and then boom.
A fecking positive result, bollocks…so everyone was then on isolation for 2 weeks.
Many messages and phone calls asking how my son was, how was he…looking at him, there was nowt wrong with him, not a symptom in sight and luckily neither me or my hubby contracted it. Well not that we knew…