One week went by so fast and I am still here in the quarantine facility. I just had the swab again to test if I still have Covid after a week and I am anxiously waiting for the result. The good news though is that my daughter turned out negative. It feels like a thorn was taken from my chest when I got the call and was told she is alright.
Looks like I am missing the Chinese New Year fun this year. This year is my sign, the Ox. I am hoping this Covid is going to be my worst luck this year and all will be well and better for me moving forward.
It's 1 am and I cannot sleep, I am looking forward to knowing my result. Geez, I hope I am healed tomorrow.
Here is the picture of the quarantine facility where I stay. I miss my own room already. I miss my bed. I miss my computer. Separation anxiety is real.
