Eventually I got to the front of the line and they tested me. Heaven knows why the queue took so long to move because the whole thing was over in twenty seconds. They told me to go home and stay in quarantine and they would send the results to me. I have been waiting for the results ever since.
Luckily I have Natalie to look after me and what an excellent Mother Hen she makes. She makes pretty decent chicken soup – the food of the sick and dying everywhere – and has joined me in our little quarantined world. She has shown no sign of any of the symptoms but is happy to have the time off from work.
There has not been too much to do. I am not really a sit around the apartment all day kind of person. So I have done what I always do in such times and planted myself on my laptop online. I wasn’t really in the mood for Catfishing, it is not really the thing to do when every breath you take is laboured. Instead, I have been chatting on a few forums that I contribute towards. I did notice there was a thread especially for those suffering or worrying about COVID-19. I left a few comments and replied to a few other people’s comments on the subject and left it at that. The next day I had received a message from an older guy who was asking about my symptoms. I explained that I had just been tested and was waiting for the results and he tells me he is a retired doctor.
We spent half an hour chatting away and he asked did I have family close by to get anything I needed from the shops. I replied that I didn’t and that now my room-mate is also in quarantine we are relying on a delivery service which is a pain when they don’t deliver what you order – because the shop is out of the product I am guessing. If it was just me popping round to the shops and they didn’t have something, I would just get something else instead. This simple procedure seems impossible for others to perform and I am now seriously missing my Paleo Bars.
He informs me that he knows the very bars and that if I give him my address he will pop some in the mail. I was a little reluctant at first but after I had asked him a few doctor type questions and he had answered them quicker than anyone could possibly Google the answer, I figured he was legit. I also was working under the assumption that as my apartment block has a security guy at the front desk he could hardly get into the building to murder me in my bed and who would want to murder a germ riddled body anyway.
I gave him my address and couldn’t wait for the mailman.
Later on that very afternoon the aforementioned security guy buzzed up and said there had been a parcel left for me at the front desk and offered to run it up to me because I was in quarantine. It was only a pretty expensive box of twelve Paleo Bars and a note wishing me a speedy recovery. It got to me that quickly that he either hand-delivered it himself or used a courier.
The whole thing has revived my belief in the human race which – during these troubled times – has been sorely tried.
Thank you doctor guy.