Day 4

My husband is getting better, while I seem to be getting worse. I feel dizzy, but on the up side, I sleep well. Apparently, I “look like shit”, that’s a direct quote of the husband. Cute. It’s all a bit weird. My isolation will last until September 8th at midnight. I could live without this, for sure. Tissues are becoming a rare item at our house now. And everyone stays in their corner.

My poor youngest. She is the only one who did not get it. And she is isolating in her room. Which she usually does anyway, but now it is not by choice. She has to eat alone and… My heart breaks a bit knowing that she is alone in this. We keep texting each other throughout the day though. Poor thing. I hope she will not have it weeks after us.

Still not listening to music, apart from the songs musicians send privately.

If I could take care of someone else, I would not fixate on every small thing about myself. I would not notice little changes or pains because I would be busy taking care of someone else and making sure they are okay. But this corona stuff is quite a lonely thing.

Anyway… Let’s stay… erm… positive.