Hello my pretty darlings!

My God I have missed you very much this past few days. I'm sorry I was MIA, my beautiful baby nephew dropped this phone into a glass of water and it almost died completely. Fortunately I was able to reactivate it, with the help of a lot of rice and my friend Dr. Google.

Well, I have Covid, something I saw coming but did not expect to be so damn horrible. Saturday night the fever started and it spiked to 40°Celsius, pretty high, and lasted until this morning. My sat is in 96, not too bad but not good either, my chest hurts, my head hurts, my lower back hurts, my throat, my bones, everything hurts.

My family? They are getting better, and as they improve I get worse. It's funny though, I haven't stopped doing what I came here to do which is take care of them, even while sick.

I take care of the baby, bathe him, change him, feed him, a baby who is 2000% energy and runs around like a mad man and you always have to be chasing him around because he can fall and get hurt (this house has too many stairs).

My brother in law is resting, today he was a little more active but most of the time he is in bed, and my sister, when she is not with the baby she is doing something else so we switch, for instance, today I made lunch and dinner all by my self, while my heartbeat was rasing and my sat was dropping.

Maybe I'm overreacting because I feel so bad, but, I have seen that it doesn't bother them much that I got Covid because I came here to help them, it's like "You knew what you were getting in to so". And that's right, I knew, but hey, a little sympathy for the devil won't hurt, right?

You know, I took every precaution available for a person who is not in the health care business and is not taking care of people in a health facility. I wore my mask, got my alcohol and bactericidal gel, I washed my hands repeatedly and kept a safe distance. But, if I'm going to take your temperature and you cough with your mouth wide open when I'm near, even if I have a mask, the risk of me getting the virus rises. If I have to hold the baby and he sneezes in my face, even if I have a mask, the risk of me getting the virus rises. So, when they said that I got it because I didn't used the mask right I was like, seriously? Is my fault?

On top of that, they fight like cats and dogs and communicate through a very rudimentary system, one dating from the times of cave people: yelling!!!

For everything they yell, he yells at her, she yells at him, the kid yells at them, and I'm pasted in the middle, not been able to get out because this effing virus!

I want to go home, to my mom and my little sister, to my environment and space, to peace and quiet.

I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything, I mean, I'm in a safe place, I have food, not that I'm eating much (I'm not retaining food), I have a bed, a functional bathroom and WiFi service so I can be in touch with my Mom and you guys. However, that doesn't mean that I don't feel the work load that it is on me, like since I came here to help them I have to help them, whether they're sick or not, whether I'm sick or not.

So tonight I retired early, I made them dinner and came straight to bed, I need to rest, I took my medicine, I'm writing here, I'm distracting myself from all the hurt I'm feeling right now, and here comes the baby, who is misbehaving, again...

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@rebeysa85

January 18th, 2022.