I was on my daily walk when my phone vibrated in my pocket.
It was a text from my mom.
When I unlocked the phone, the text was a single word.
“NEGATIVE.”
Some of you know, my mom was tested for coronavirus at the Mercy drive-thru clinic Friday.
Seventy-two hours later, we had an answer.
Her symptoms started 11 days ago on March 19. She had been in the hospital with her husband earlier that week.
I figured she was exposed to plenty of germs while caring for him.
She had a headache, sore throat, fever and then the infamous chest tightness and pain settled in.
She’s had a lung-rattling cough for days.
She still has it. She’s also still fatigued. The good news is her symptoms are not getting worse.
I pray the test was right and this is some type of very aggressive upper respiratory virus.
I can’t thank you all enough for your kind words, prayers and messages asking how she is doing. It means more than you know.
Glad I could update you with some positive news! Stay strong! I hope everyone is surviving the stay-at-home order and virtual school.
