I found out this morning someone I interviewed without a mask but properly distanced tested positive for the coronavirus. The plan was (and still is) to get tested 3-5 days after that just to make sure I don’t have any issues. Still, I decided to get tested today.
And then came the call the test came back positive. To say I was concerned would be an understatement. And then there was what this would do to my wife and my coworkers.
My wife, a medical professional who has been on top of COVID from the start, said I should get a second test at a clinic just to be sure. I didn’t want to go, but I was hoping this test would come back negative.
As I waited for the test result, I read on Facebook that a former classmate of mine at Smithville died at the hospital in Tupelo from COVID. I had not seen John Turner since 2016 when this picture was taken before Christmas while I was doing a story about the helicopter the hospital uses.
Just minutes later came word that this latest test was negative. I was told it should be more reliable than the one I got earlier. Also, I’m vaccinated, and I showed no symptoms.
I cannot adequately describe how relieved I was hearing about my life for the moment changed for the better.
I also cannot adequately describe how saddened I was by a family losing someone they loved dearly because of this terrible virus.
So when I say it’s been a day, it’s been a day.
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