Nobody waits for COVID. People just get it, no one really knows from whom or where. Contact with an infected person can be a likely cause, and that is what made me wait for COVID recently.
My niece and her husband, both in their seventies, live in an apartment three floors below mine. They frequently visit me. Within 24 hours of one such visit recently, the husband went down with fever, and the wife got it the next day. They both tested positive. They as well as relatives who came to know about the development were deeply concerned that I might have got it, too, from them. They had all the reasons for worrying: I am very old, frail and vulnerable, live all alone, have what they call underlying conditions…
Several, including the couple, asked me to have a PCR test, and even offered to arrange one for me. I had had it a couple of times earlier and knew what it meant — nothing unless one needed a “negative” certificate for travel and such. I don’t stir out of my apartment. I, like anyone else, may test negative on the day but be positive the very next and yet show no symptoms. You can’t have tests every day. So waiting it out seemed the best option, and I chose that.
