Don’t mind me, just over here reliving the same day again.

Can deja vu cover huge portions of a two year span? Or am I just going a little stir crazy at home, in a cold February? We had a few short weeks of something different, but we are back to the online elearning space to shuffle through our book matched days again. Not too awful for short preventative spurts, but draining and awful when they drag on for months without end. On the bright side, kids are safe and sound, after a narrow escape from a close Covid encounter in the classroom. I am also not as busy, and can afford to lend my computer to my child for class time for four days.

Well, we say four days, but after such a close call, a brush up against potential calamity do I keep them home for another few weeks? I’d feel so much better if we’d be able to vaccinate my youngest who isn’t quite five yet. Her little friend from play group is one of two currently out with Covid. Poor little munchkin. A fellow junior, and totally unvaccinated due to the age restrictions. We have our fingers crossed for mild/minor illness, since we know they aren’t asymptomatic.

All the best to other struggling families out there.

When covid comes to town – again.

We had notification last night that there is an active positive Covid case in my youngest child’s kindergarten class. In another of the junior kindergarteners, all of whom are too young to be vaccinated even once unless born in Jan or early Feb. So even if the young ones have had a first dose very little time has passed for partial immunity to build. Ugh!

So this morning we were testing, and worrying and watching, and waiting. So far thumbs up, all good. Negative tests for our peace of mind. And a stay at home sick day for our troubles. We always knew it would come calling. Pushing it’s dirty tendrils into every facet of our lives. We’ve been very fortunate to only have a few cases in people we know and are close to, physically that is. People from within our semi permanent ten person bubble. Let’s just say it’s been a quiet two years with just our ten faces in close contact. Not that we haven’t seen others, outdoors and physically removed by several feet, and masks.

Makes sense that the greatest threat lies within our youngest child’s kindergarten class. Little kids don’t care much for the potential threat, and lose track of themselves when they get excited by play-dough or toys. It’s understandable. I don’t like it, but I get it. As far as being the weakest link and all that, I totally understand.

So – what to do, what to do, with both kids home, yet again. Glad to have gotten my work completed while they were in school otherwise I’d be stressed out. But no online school, and no work projects calling my name urgently. Day 55 could be a wash.

Dreading the return to school.

Have my kids at home for the rest of this week and then as of Monday they will return to in person learning. At least until everything crumbles, or one of them gets a sniffle and they all have to come back for 1, 5, or ten days of isolation.

This wasn’t so bad when I just had the one school aged child, and we were on a less transmissible early variant. But two kids – fighting and whining and getting very little out of their online classes is a real pain. Upgrading their learning by being in person is great, but worried sick of an infection and serious illness, the potential for a constant slew of interruptions to class is going to be just as bad.

I am going to vent / whine / complain about it here, and now, incase that wasn’t already very clear. Feels very much as if we are damned if I keep them home, or damned if I send them back into the fray. It’s all just a little exhausting to be honest. Losing sleep and changing my mind every other day isn’t much help either. Does the social isolation and sub par quality of elearning outweigh a possible mild infection? Or are my kids the ones who will wind up in hospital on ventilators, or suffer life long complications from long covid? It is a really horrible choice to have to make.

We were all violently ill in Jan/Feb of 2020, but was that the OG COVID-19 or a run of the mill flu. It left me ill for three weeks and then some, but at that stage no one could get a test unless you were on deaths door and in the hospital ICU. And I wasn’t anywhere near that bad. I did get prescribed Tamiflu which was awful, but I came through it five days later on the mend so…

Times like these I wish we lived somewhere warmer, as being able to ride our bikes, swim, hike and be outside in the sunshine. Made elearning far more bearable to just run outside to burn off steam. We’re not so keen when it’s well below zero with nearly two foot of snow on the ground. Snow and cold lose their appeal pretty quickly here. Although the crystal clear blue skies and sunsets are gorgeous.

Take care of yourselves. I don’t envy the choices we have to make in order to survive this.