What COVID looks like at my house

I struggled with depression before COVID. I did what was asked for the first two months. My husband stayed home with us while I worked from home in hopes of not getting my family sick. My depression got worse. I loosened up and visited family. My husband went back to work. We invited a niece to stay with us for a week. I took us to Coeur d’Alene lake on Friday. My husband is sick. Presumably he got sick at work as five other people in his department tested positive. He is sick. He is confined to the basement with a t.v. for company. I am not sick. I have no symptoms. It has been one week since he had his first sniffle. I am taking my toddler in for a swab today as she developed a cough yesterday. I am not sick. I just gave my son a bucket to puke in (he has no other symptoms). I am not sick. I am fortunate that I have family and friends going to the store for us. I am not sick.

I wonder if you want me in the store without a mask. I am not sick; I have no symptoms. I realize it is too little too late in the eyes of many, but better late than never. I implore you to wear a mask. You may not know you are spreading a deadly virus.

Jessica Boyd

Spokane