Good news, my daughter has been tested and she does not have the virus. I can be thankful for that.
I am worried, with the presumptive 2 cases now in San Jose del Cabo, that my chances of getting this virus has just gone up. I’m worried about not just myself but my husband, my children, and my parents. I am greatly saddened that I may never see any of my family again, not my parents, not my siblings and not my children. I don’t want to get this virus here in this country.
I read this on the web… “Still it’s hard to know that someone you love is dying, but you cannot give them the only comfort you’d wish: your touch; a few loving words; your presence beside them as a kind of last thanks for all the times that they, as a parent or grandparent, brother or sister, stood beside you during the challenges and passages of life.”
On verge of tears a lot, my eyes well up, but I hold them back. I sometimes consider leaving this place whether he wants to come with me or not. However, those thoughts come at dark times, when I’m missing my family the most.
We went to town today. First to the bank, then the pharmacy and finally to El Sol 2. One of the workers at El Sol was sick and coughed – she was sniffling the last time we were there too – that freaked my husband out. We use hand sanitizer as soon as we get in the car. Hubby said he’s not going there again until we run out of supplies. Money is put into a baggie.
When we get home shoes are removed outside, clothes are taken off and placed in the washing machine, as is my purse and the shopping bag. We immediately take a shower. Then we wipe down our purchases with Clorox wipes, wipe down the door handles, spray our shoes with 70% rubbing alcohol and bring them inside.
I told my daughter she needs to go back to Canada. If I catch this there is a good chance I will die from it and she’d be stuck over there (southeast Asia) with no money. Her reply was she can get a job at the tattoo shop in Bali and return to China when she’s able to go back. Oh, to be young and have no fear. I actually had no fear of this virus until it hit Italy. When it arrived there, I knew it would spread to North America.
I face-timed with my parents today. Was nice to see their faces and talk with them. They are both in good spirits and healthy. I wish I lived near them so I could do their shopping. I worry about my mother as she is in the highest risk category (83, diabetes and heart disease). My father (86) still works part time 6 days a week and exercises every day. He could probably beat the illness if he were to get it.