The elephant in the the room.

Still hanging in there, no symptoms.My son lives about 2500 miles away in Florida, which has now plateaued but still is being mismanaged. He keeps asking me when I'm going to come visit them (which includes both my grandsons aged 15 mo and 2 mo). I turn 69 on Election Day, so I'm expecting a very nice present (ie, the right election results).Yesterday I took my friend to the hospital. She has a history of medical problems involving her lungs which would make COVID especially dangerous for her, so she'd been avoiding all contact since being laid off in April (worked for a company that supplies systems to airlines). Her oxygen level was down in the 80's, so I took her in -- on the way near where she lives a fire truck passed me and I thought, "Oh no! I'm too late!", but it kept going. I'm sure that they tested her for COVID and, since she hasn't told me I assume that it was negative.

I know that feeling.About a week before So Calif shut down in March I assisted a dance teacher in her West Coast Swing workshop. I worked closely with two male students, one of whom needed a lot help with his footwork so I worked more closely with him. A week or two after the shutdown, she informed me that that student had come down with symptoms and tested positive for COVID. Waiting and watching for signs that we had caught it too, I think that's when I got into the habit of taking my temperature a few times a day -- interestingly, I normally start the day around 97.5°F and when I later start to feel feverish is when I've hit "normal" (98.6°F).