I was tested positive for COVID six days ago, and it’s the worst thing that had ever happened to me.
No, not because of the symptoms. I, actually, have none. It’s because of me being locked in for two weeks. I can’t socialize with my roommates (who are out tonight eating pizza), I can’t see my mum, I can’t go for a bicycle ride. Heck, I am technically not even allowed to check my post and take out the trash.
I’ve never felt more alone like I do now.
Theoretically, if I don’t have symptoms over the first seven days, I can get a test. If it’s negative, I am free.
But in order to be allowed to do this, I need to have been contacted by the city’s Health Dept. In 5 painstakingly long days, I wasn’t contacted. Let’s hope it changes on Monday.