My husband was diagnosed over the summer. He didn't even have symptoms, but took the test as a precaution after we visited my sister in a different part of the state. Both of us were surprised when it came back positive. I had to leave work, and we had to let everyone know that we'd been in contact with. Like some of the people you wrote about, we didn't take extra precautions before we knew the results, mainly because we didn't expect it to come back positive. On that end, we also didn't get results until two weeks later, and were in contact with several people before the results came back positive. It was embarassing, shameful, guilt-filled. I felt untouchable, like there was something completely wrong with me. And I still feel guilt over not taking it more seriously. Most people were cool about it, but one of my friends who I had been around completely freaked out, worried that she may have infected people she was around. I tested on my own, and it came back negative, but her reaction created mental distance between us, adding to the physical. And I think that's the hardest part. We're all dealing with this unknown thing and have to remain distant from each other, separating everyone even more. So when someone has a positive test, they're forced to deal with it in isolation rather than leaning on support from family and friends.

I can't wait until this Covid nightmare is over. Will it ever be?

P.S. We were and remain to be healthy.

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