Testing Negative
On Saturday I received my first COVID test ever. I ’ m sure the person who was testing was being as gentle as possible – my poor nostrils. I honestly was expecting that blood would come out of my nose. It didn ’ t help matters when Roland (who ’ d been tested fair) coughed and spewed – or whatever he was doing. He is NOT a wimp and I am so if he was having problems I figured it was bad. It actually was not as bad as I had allowed myself to believe. Nor was it as easy as my friend, Carol, had indicated the previous day. It hurt! And when I said it allowed, I heard Jenna behind me saying, “ Thanks, Mom ” The person doing the testing told Jenna how brave she was – really? Hadn ’ t I been any less brave? We were told to wait 15 minutes for the results. Roland started joking that “ mom...