One reporterís COVID-19 ordeal
A reporter who lives in Arizona, Mara Reyes Knaub, recently wrote this account of her familyís experience with COVID-19. Mara lives in Yuma, Arizona. She works for the Yuma Sun newspaper.
Iím officially a statistic. I tested positive for COVID-19. I was almost certain because of the symptoms, but itís somewhat of a relief to be sure.
I took the test during the drive-thru blitz a week ago at the Civic Center, and that was quite a spectacle. The good kind. The Regional Center for Border Health tested 1,500 people in one morning. They ran cars through the 10 tents like a well-oiled machine. I was impressed.†
It took a week to get the results. It seemed like the longest week in my life.
Everyone in my house is sick, but not everybody has been tested so it letís me know that the true infection numbers are much higher.
My mother-in-law was the hardest hit. It knocked her out for two weeks, a canít-get-out-of-bed-at-all two weeks. And this normally energetic woman runs circles around me! The hardest part for me has been the fatigue and incessant coughing which just drains all energy. The scariest part for me was the pressure in my chest. We all had somewhat different symptoms, but strangely, none of us ever had fever, and we didnít lose our sense of taste and smell. We all got sore throats, congestion and body aches. My husband had the most mild symptoms.
My mother-in-law finally turned a corner this week and is finally feeling a little better. Sheís still frustrated because she canít do much yet. She misses gardening and cooking and she loves her job. Iím glad she has a good boss whoís been so kind (I do too!).
My mother-in-law was the first to get sick. We had done all the right things. Worked remotely from home. Only went grocery shopping when necessary. Wore masks faithfully. Constantly sanitized our hands. Tried to distance ourselves from others. But we still got it. We traced her exposure to a person who was asymptomatic but whose parents both later tested positive. Weíre so grateful that we didnít need hospitalization. I still have good days and bad days, but we seem to be over the worst part. And for that, we thank Jehovah God!
But I still worry about loved ones, especially those who are older with underlying conditions. Like my mom, who lives in the OTHER hot spot in Arizona.
Mara Reyes Knaub