Both my kids are sick now. Still possible that I caused it, but also some reason to believe it might not have been me. Either way, strep was brought to them somehow, and obviously through basic transmission of germs.
But this is why I still mask up, even if in doing so, it’s still not foolproof at protecting my famiry. I went all of 2020 with not even a common cold and it was glorious. But as time progressed, people selfishly got sick of masks and arrogantly believed a vaccine made them invincible, sure as the sun rises, the common sicknesses that nobody got in 2020 were waiting around and it’s been a fucking war zone since.
Literally, a night nurse at the hospital #2 was born at got my wife and newborn baby sick, who immediately passed it onto #1 as soon as we got home. That was real fun, dealing with a house full of sick people, among them a literal newborn.
2022 literally started with coronavirus infiltrating my house, where mythical wife got it, and although untested, myself and #1 probably had it too. Amazingly, #2 seemed to escape unscathed.
And since then, I think it’s accurate to say that one or both of my kids have been sick every single month of this year. Coincidentally, mask mandates are relaxing all over the country, and Georgia was full of yeah cmon hicks who already began ditching them, and shocker, fucking sicknesses are goddamn everywhere.
And when my kids get sick, I’m the one who has to eat the load and work from home and compromise my work responsibilities and often times run double duty on the girls. I’m the only one who’s work suffers and the backlog usually ends up with me working into the evenings and/or having to rush and be at higher risk of shoddy work.
I’m just sick of my kids getting sick. It’s by no fault of their own, they’re just kids. I blame the fucking world around us full of arrogant and selfish assholes who can’t be bothered to wear masks in public, happily content with spreading two years worth of backlogged colds and other niggling ailments that everyone is spreading and getting all the fucking time.
I refuse to feel like the outcast in public because I choose to wear a mask still. It may not be fool proof at preventing sicknesses but I’m doing the best I can to try to protect all my girls, even if it makes me seem like the outlier that was just barely months ago, the norm.