there are no context-free rules
and the end of the quarantine
My COVID quarantine finally ended, giving me some much-needed relief. I went down to the main floor for lunch and dinner and I mentally feel a little bit more relieved than being constrained by the COVID quarantine - it was a made-up rule with no context to it. My family and I are at different ends of the spectrum in the way we look at things. My family members who love me and have supported me through this period rigidly stuck to the rules. But, the rule-breaker that I am, I struggled with sticking to rules that had limited meaning. Why? Because of context.
The context to my exposure at the hospital and other symptoms include:
I was never exposed directly or was in air contact with the next-door patient who was identified to have COVID.
We shared a bathroom and I do know for a fact that he used it in the morning and me twelve hours later in the evening. So the possibility of transmission through a shared bathroom was low.
We had common nurses and other staff but they had all been vaccinated with both doses in January of this year. If they were carriers, they could carry from anyone.
After coming home I had no COVID symptoms - cough, cold, fever - monitored by reading the body temperature which we taking up to 10 times a day.
Thursday last I also did a COVID test to boot with a negative result on Friday.
But, yet we rigidly stuck to the rules until today. But when you apply context, the rules could be broken if required. There are higher ranking facts (not probabilities) like my open wounds, my heart rate being all over the place, my pain, etc, but yet we clung to the rules - to keep this so-called COVID monster at bay. I don’t know how many people are dying (literally) impacted by these rules being followed without context. If so, that indeed would be a shame.
Anyway, things are improving albeit rather slowly. Would you like to know what I would love to have next? The ability to wear pants! Now, that would take my life to the next level. Seriously!