Lynn was just reciting the unpleasant and unwanted changes that the husband in the family has created by testing positive for Covid. One of us tested positive but the other didn't. Of course, not testing positive when your partner does, creates an expectation that the person who squeaked by will eventually catch the durned virus. The physician's assistant said yesterday that the home test does sometimes produce false negatives. If the test says you have it, you probably do. But if the test says you don't have it, you may still have it. That is the false negative. The test says you are ok but that may be false.
In addition there are other variables: how much of the virus did you pick up. How quickly does your dose affect you? So, you have the strength of the infection, your system of resistance, how efficient your partner is at transmitting the problem to you.
A couple of times today, Lynn has lamented the damage to our plans and calendar. She wanted to attend an open-air art show, but no. We wanted to take a ferry across Lake Michigan, but no. She didn't even want to sit beside me in a Zoom session with a friend.
I guess if we coordinated our exposures better, we would shorten our overall bothered time. This way, I am an obstacle and a danger, and then later, she may be.
I don't seem to be suffering all that much and if she gets it, I hope she doesn't either.
