So I finally got Covid. I have all of the classic cold/fever/flu symptoms, a sore throat, sweats and chills, mucous, a cough, body aches, a headache. I feel unwell. I thought it was just your regular old cold/fever/flu, but nope, it’s Covid. What a way to finish. Asha’s been giving poor grandma grief ever since we got in, grandma, who has done everything for her this whole past week. Kids, right. You love them so much, so deeply, so achingly, so profoundly, and sometimes you just wanna shake ‘em. And fucking poor me, I feel like death. I’ve been hiding in my bed since we got in. Poor Asha’s trying to cheer me up. I love you guys. Pray for me.