Well this day didn't turn out quite as I'd expected. Dave had gone to bed with a sore throat and still wasn't feeling great this morning. As I was getting up and ready to take in the online shopping order, thinking Dave ought to stay away - he came back upstairs to say he'd tested positive. Probably wasn't even me who gave it to him after all the mixing and mingling over the last week.
Once I'd put the shopping away (and cleaned the fridge which was particularly rank), I made us toast and tea. A cycle in the drizzle to Zumba, bringing back more Lemsips and Jakeman's lozenges as well as extra fruit and fresh garlic. Made lunch of fried courgettes, boletus and beetroot for Dave and we ate outside. I cycled and trained it to Dave's work to pick up our veg bag - probably not helping my knee by climbing up the station stairs with my heavy bike.
Dave had been rather nonplussed when I'd said this morning that at least he wouldn't have to go into work - he'd thought that because he didn't feel too bad and that he worked outdoors with barely any interaction with others, he would go in tomorrow. I put him right on both scores and especially emphasising how volatile and unpredictable the effects of COVID can be. So though I wasn't exactly pleased to see him in a state when I got home I did at least feel vindicated - he was shivering and freezing with lots of layers on and experiencing hallucinatory dreams. Just the fever, which we soon sorted with a Lemsip Max. I had planned on going out to a balfolk night but decided to stay at home and nurse the invalid. Mum's bus is not running again - I could have got her some shopping in as the balfolk thing is near her - will have to do at the weekend.
I cooked a big chickpea veggie sausage casserole with lots of garlic, ginger, onions, carrots and other good things. But Dave had had too much for lunch and just had chocolate - that well known immunity booster!
3 good things
1. Back to Zumba after COVID and leave - though my knees grumbled.
2. Paracetamol - a wonder drug.
3. Bees buzzing all over the viper's bugloss and borage.
Oh dear - but well done on persuading him not to go into work. The man next door to my brother ended up in intensive care and it was a close run thing. He was ill for a long time. This was after someone positive went into work because they felt OK.
Ian