...and nothing seems to have changed since last year around this time. Sure, we're all vaccinated and even boosted, but it seems like we're going back to the same things again and apparently worse. I dunno why people can't just get a shot, or even just pretend it's just like the flu and get the shot. We were hoping this would have been all over by this year, but it seems like this year is going to go the same way as last year.
We can probably say that our trip to Japan this late Fall/Winter is not going to happen because of it. We're now looking toward Summer of 2023. Laura doesn't like that because Japan gets so hot during it. I don't think I would mind it that much, but at the same time, I don't really remember how it was when I went. It was during the Summer, but I was also in...middle school, I think? So, maybe the heat didn't bother me as much. I distinctly remember just playing out in front of the house I was staying at and going up into the mountains behind their house/farm I think it was and exploring around. Anyway, for that reason, we haven't bought the award tickets yet and I don't think that I will since we'll probably end up exchanging it or whatever. It's refundable, so that's good.
So, Christmas. Eeeeeeverything seemed to be looking good up until the week leading up to Christmas. Every year, SOMETHING seems to go wrong, even though we try our best to stay healthy and not disrupt anything. I got sick probably the beginning of December with a cold/allergy thing. I had post-nasal drip and coughing and sinus congestion for about a week, was better for a few days, and it came back again. I didn't know what it was. Maybe it was Covid, but I was pretty sure it wasn't. I thought it was just a bad cold that became a sinus infection.
Now, we were about a week out from Christmas and, subsequently, going to Tulsa. Of course, the DAY before our Christmas Eve, which actually this year ended up being actual Christmas, I had taken the kids bike riding around our neighborhood school. Connor says to me during it the dreaded phrase - "My stomach feels a little sick." At that moment, I knew he was coming down with something, but was hoping that it was nothing. That night, sure enough, he felt sicker and had a minor fever. The next day we kept him rested and got our Christmas Eve Japanese take-out. Right as we came home, he threw up in our entryway. Great. I figured he had the stomach flu or something. His fever never really got that high and was actually better a couple of days afterwards. We headed to Tulsa a day later than we were planning. I was still dealing with my sinus infection and had trouble not coughing sporadically, so I wanted to stay, but went in the end. It turned out all right. I had come home a day early because the Peloton was supposed to be delivered that week. When I got home, Emmeline was now the one who was sick and had a fever. It's weird because she never really gets a fever. So, they came home. For the next few days, we all took it easy and everyone seemed to get better, except me, of course. I did an e-visit with my doctor and he got me antibiotics, but I didn't think it really helped, to be honest. I figured it was just a viral sinus infection.
Fast forward to last Monday and after he came back from school, he seemed more sniffly than normal, so Laura decided to give him a home Covid test. Low and behold, it immediately showed positive. He seemed to be upset by it. For the next week, he was basically in his room to keep it contained. The next day, however, we all got tested. Connor's test came back the next day positive as we figured, but everyone else was negative, which I thought was weird. Of course, Emmeline's test was lost, but we figured she was negative, too, since she had no symptoms really. Not sure if we all had it in the past or what, but that's that.
The kids went back to school today. We were all going a bit crazy staying cooped up in the house. The school is getting a huge wave of cases, so hopefully they don't catch it again.
I just want it to be over.