I think I know you
Today is a bad day. Maybe I've read too many articles about people losing their jobs; maybe I'm sick of being stuck in the house with the kids. I'm overwhelmed by trying to make the right decisions and do the right things and still feeling very, very helpless to affect positive change in the face of this pandemic. There is something that wears away at me – annoyingly – because I can not reach any resolution on it, although it seems like a factor that could make a big difference. I think I may have had Covid-19. From about January 20th to February 15th. And now I am also going to mention that Fritz, who works in medical research (therefore making him more authoritative than me), is unconvinced. So you may take this information with a grain of salt and I will not hold it against you. And really, this retrospective self-diagnosis is only based on the anecdotal information I'm getting from stories of mild infections in the media. Here is the background: the week befor...