I mowed the grass last Monday and noticed a lot more pollen kicked up than usual. So when I woke the next day with a sore throat I wasn’t surprised nor concerned. But the next day I started coughing and couldn’t stop. These generic symptoms could mean almost anything, but of course in the Age of Covid the klaxon of alarms were going off more than usual. Then I noticed I couldn’t smell anything either and that was a big oh-oh moment that led me to take a Covid test.

I’ve been fully vaccinated for months and have kept a fairly low-profile. I work from home and some weeks never leave the house. That had me perplexed as to how I could have picked up the virus and been one of a small-percentage of those vaccinated who still contract the virus.

That turned out not to be the case as the test result came back negative and apparently I’ve “only” got a case of bronchitis. But the ordeal caused me to lose the confidence I had been slowly gaining in resumption of normal life. I know, it’s irrational given how it all turned out, but I think I’m going to continue avoiding public gatherings and in general, other humans for a little while longer. Better safe than infected…