# My Date With the Plague

Maybe I haven't told you this yet. I caught COVID. I have a hard time really understanding how it hit the family - we've been careful. But Hallowe'en parties and trick-or-treat seem to have conspired to catch us with our pants down.

Suffice it to say that the virus knocked the shit out of me. I spent all last week trying to pretend like I could work like normal during the morning, then curling up into a little ball in the afternoon. Even today, when Lily has tested negative, I still struggled pretty hard with my energy level.

I'm not embarrassed or ashamed that I caught it. This is one of the most contagious things we've ever faced. I am annoyed, though, that we're coming up on three years of this and it's still a thing.

We've made huge changes to just about every facet of our lives and it still isn't enough. It's exhausting and I feel like I'm getting old, waiting for this shit.

I'm very glad for vaccines, and I'm very much looking forward to the bivalent booster that's supposed to protect us from even getting the virus in the first place.

I could go on, but I think that's all I've got for now.

Liam