Mrs. Teabody Deals with August Anxiety
My husband has been sick for three days. In these Covid-covered times, our first thought when he woke with a horribly painful headache was he had been one of the unlucky, double-vaccinated buggers with a breakthrough case. A few phone calls let us know it was no longer possible to just “go for a test” but a third call to a community health center where he had been a patient resulted in a quick drive there at an appointed time less than an hour later. He was to phone a certain number to announce his arrival (which he did) and the health care person came to the passenger side of the car—that's how miserable he was feeling - - I was driving. She explained the drill—how deeply she'd go into each nostril, how it would burn/sting and in less than a minute she'd done as predicted and he was uncomfortably sniffing to settle the burn deep in each nostril. She said she'd return in 20 minutes. We propped open both car doors for air. Watched a young man emerge from behind a door ma