My Covid Diary
May 17, 2021
On May 6th, my mother-in-law, who lives with us, tested Positive. That morning, my wife Olia and I, along with our daughter, Alana, immediately went to be tested. Alana came up Negative. Both Olia and I were Positive. The good news is that, as at this morning at 8:00, we’re all clean and clear. Alana was tested again yesterday. We’re all tied to her results. The Negative result came in this morning, so as you can imagine, there’s a big sigh of relief all around this home.
Through all of this, I was the one hit hardest. What a roller coaster ride, including one in an ambulance! As an incurable analytic, I measured and documented everything. I’ve been sharing my diary daily with friends and family as a path to reducing conversation demands. At 6,500 words… so far… it seems to have satisfied that need.
There was one entry, made early Saturday morning (recorded Monday morning), that hit a particular nerve, for me and for others. This entry is about Emotional Dysregulation, a term I’d never heard before. I always called it ‘breaking down’. An entirely new experience for me, but it arrived with the virus, varied in intensity, and hit real hard overnight on Friday. It’s been suggested that my experience, written over this four-hour episode, might be worth sharing with parents and their teenagers. You judge. Your call.
With respect,
Kevin Graham
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