You might remember that I had my covid test after being innocently exposed last week. Well, my test came back negative. I’m so thankful for that. That was a HUGE blessing.
Boy did family who lives close to me ever get a wake-up call this last week. We are a “it takes a village” kind of family. Everyone pitches in however needed to make things work with jobs and the kids.
This week with me out of commission for much of the week, things got juggled and changed. Kalissa went with Kelli to her doctor’s appointment at Mayo Clinic. That in itself was a feat. Kalissa had to work overnight but had to go in early so she could be done early to go with Kelli. I couldn’t watch the boys so Kalissa could go in early so Kelli came and stayed overnight and watched the boys.
The girls had arranged for a friend of ours to watch Gannon and Georgia so the girls could go to the appointment and then early that morning Kalissa got a message that said, “I woke up this morning. I can’t taste my coffee or my toothpaste. I am going in for a covid test.”
Then there was a scramble figure out what to do with the kids. I still hadn’t gotten my test results back so I was out of the picture. Then they found another family friend who could but she couldn’t until 8:15 am so Craig had the kids and went to work late. At noon-ish, I got my test results back, and was negative. I went to Kalissa’s to relieve the family friend and get the kiddos. This friend had worked an overnight shift and was kindly staying up to be a help…and she had to work again a few hours later.
We are SO BLESSED to have such good friends.
Well, I took the kids home and made supper for everyone. Kalissa ended up going to her house first and napped. At that point, she had been awake for 24 hours with no sleep. UGH.
As we were eating supper…
Kalissa got a message from work. They needed anyone who could come in to come and work. I looked at Kalissa and said, “NO, you are not going.” We talked and decided that she needed to sleep and then could call in and see what they needed.
It was about then when our family realized that “shit was about to hit the fan”. All those things we were worried about in April that didn’t happen, are here now. All the plans we made back then trying to figure out what we’d do “if”, now need to be implemented. So we started to talk about how we were going to handle this.
That was about when we found out our friend who was going to watch the kids tested positive.
That’s about when we found out that a classmate of Carver’s who he is good friends with, tested positive.
That’s about when we found out that Carver’s other grandma was exposed so she can’t help with the boys.
That’s when we all realized that we needed to sit down and prioritize.
Kalissa needed to work. People need her. I needed to take the boys. Kelli needed to try to figure out how to care for Georgia on her own with her other helpers.
In the middle of it Kalissa said, “But mom, you can’t be taking Carver?! What if he has it? What if you get it?”
That’s when I explained to her this: I will take a calculated risk for my family every single day of my life every single time. If I ended up getting it. If I end up hospitalized or even die, I’ll die doing exactly what I wanted to do–taking care of my family and being there for my family.
So Friday morning Kalissa dropped the boys off with me. She went off with plans to work a 16-hour overnight shift, sleep in town and not come home, and then work another long overnight shift. Her plan is to come home after that and sleep at home, be awake a bit in the evening with the boys, then get up and do it all again.
Where Kalissa works, the covid floor is full…the ICU is as full as it can be. They’ve opened up new places for covid patients. The problem, there aren’t enough nurses. Not every nurse’s family can drop things and jump in when moms or dads are gone. There aren’t enough respiratory therapists…not enough doctors…not enough housekeepers…not enough of anyone to care for people with covid in the hospital and not enough people on the homefront to care for the worker’s family.
In Iowa, our positivity rate has gone way up. 34 of the 99 counties have 14-day positivity rates over 15%. That number is going to be much higher in the days to come as our positivity numbers have grown to mark daily records several times in the last week.
Carver has a known exposure so he has to quarantine…and he’s quarantining with me. School for his whole class is closed until November 14th.
Thank heavens I am able to help…that’s all I can say. When people think this is all a joke, I wish they could have been at my supper table last night to hear our conversation…to see the girls cry…to see me cry all while we tried to look normal in front of Carver and Gannon. The sad part, this is only the beginning for us here. It’s going to get worse…
So all of my stuff is on hold. Family first….just the way I want it to be. So if you’re looking for me, this is where I’ll be…
Behind the scenes taking care of my family.