My daughter was showing signs of lethargy and fever one afternoon, and with the advice of her daycare, we gave her an at-home rapid test. It came back negative. A few hours later, her daycare notified us that they had a positive result from one of the teachers or students, so we felt compelled to get a PCR test done the next day at the clinic.
My husband luckily went grocery and toiletry shopping just in case she came back positive, but I, naively, wasn't too worried because we had had too many close calls than we could count. I was pretty sure she was negative. Wrong. She was very positive and that started a domino effect of chaos.
Luckily, her pediatrician is a saint and said that he'd contact the health department for us and that he'd check in with us every day. All we had to do was notify her daycare and my language school.
We were eventually contacted by the health department and they asked us a series of questions and said that they will send us a peroximeter and a box of food to last us the quarantine. Fortunately, my daughter was in great health. Without the test, we would have never known she was even sick. She was bouncing around as if nothing was going on.
After about three days, however, my husband fell ill. He had a fever and a bad stomach ache, but after a day or two, he was back to normal. He lost his sense of taste for a few days, but it returned rapidly.
Then, there was me. I fell ill last, and I had the worst out of all of us. I had every symptom you could imagine except a sore throat. I had a 40.4 fever, body aches, absolutely no appetite, and extreme fatigue, but the worst part was that I still worked and went to school (online) through it all. Fortunately, my husband took over the childcare when I was really ill, but I couldn't seem to get better at all.
I fell into a deep depression actually because I was in the worst pain ever. It felt like my body was on pins and needles. Even my bra straps hurt my shoulders. My entire body felt inflamed. I didn't want to even get up in the morning, and I felt bad for my daughter because I barely had the energy to entertain her.
We did do a lot of indoor activities, but our quarantine lasted nearly a month since every time another one of us got covid, we had to extend it.
Thanks to the government, we didn't run out of food and we were fairly comfortable. Nevertheless, I would never wish to go through it again, and I immediately made an appointment for my booster shot!!
How was your quarantine with your little one? Any tips or tricks to share? Leave a comment below! I'd love to hear them!
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