That’s two in the school since the start of the year. Which may not sound like a whole lot, but the first one was Day 2 and was a staff member!!!
This next one is in #1 Son’s grade!
Though fortunately not in his class!
And so round and round we go again. I’ve told both kiddos and reinforced my masking rules again. Fortunately they are part of the pooled testing programme so get tested every Monday morning anyway but it does not help my anxiety.
I simply feel like we are just waiting for it to hit again. And please allow me to explain just what it is I fear – exactly.
It’s not that I’ll lose my kids. Statistically I’m aware that’s improbable. They’ve had a version of the virus before. Though over 8 months ago and not Delta.
It’s the long term effects on their health and overall well being I’m terrified for.
For example, #1 Son still has his cough. And there’s little data on long hauler syndrome in children. But we’ve seen the effects on previously star athletes and similar.
Forgive me for not wanting that for my children.
So just at the point I was beginning to contemplate relaxing my grip on my anxiety, the midden has hit the windmill again.
However tomorrow I will probably begin discussions on one of the highlights of my year:
Fat Bear Week ❤️❤️❤️❤️
