Under my Hat

Got sent home today... didn't really think about it, but yesterday I woke up with a scratchy throat... got a bit better as the day progressed, so I figured it was just a little early morning congestion in my throat... it's definitely the season for it. So today, I woke up... noticed it sore again... and went to work... yesterday was a telework day. Today... it didn't get better... but a little worse as the morning progressed, so being a good employee I did as I was supposed to do and called the nurse, explaining that I had no other symptoms... except maybe a slight cough due to the congestion. Now... I'm home... awaiting my doctor to contact me so that I might get cleared for a CoVID test... it's been almost an hour now... and I am not sure he will get to me today... but I can't go back to work until I have the test done. Things are sooooo much more convoluted due to this virus crap that is going around. I'm 99 percent sure I don't have anything serious....

It's been one heckuva week... I've had to put on my mask so many times... and I'm not only talking about the one I have to wear for CoVID prevention... The only positive part about my ex getting sick is that I get to talk to my daughters about every day. I didn't want it to go about it that way though. I suppose I get caught up in things that I have no business in... and I'm trying to respect my ex's privacy, so I don't ask many questions about specifics... I just occasionally let them know that I'm here if anyone needs anything. That's all I can do at the moment. My daughters seem to be much more independent than I gave them credit for... even if they are worried about even going out to check their mail. I am concerned for what the future holds for all of us, but I will trudge forward the best I can. That's the mask I've donned.. I'm trying to display a positive outlook on how things can go... but deep inside I'm worried. I refuse to...

I got a call at about 2:15 Sunday morning... I had just went to bed about 1 am... so I was groggy and a bit pissed that someone would be calling me in the middle of the night. Then as I answered it and I saw who it was... and panic went through my head. It was my ex. Was it my daughters?? Had something happened? ...The first words out of her mouth were "I'm sorry I had to call but I have to tell you something" My mind started going numb, but she started talking about having pains over the last month or so...and that she had passed out at work. She got the girls food and supplies then drove herself to the hospital in our hometown... about 45 minutes away. She went with the understanding that she might have to stay overnight. Then she was told that one of her kidneys had stopped functioning...and there was a tumor. She sounded so sad as she told me they were sending her to Louisville, KY to the larger hospital about 90 minutes away from where she currently was. She also to...