Monique is feeling better and soon she and her camera will be snapping again. 

A Brush with Covid Is What I Don't Need

I just dropped off some Christmas and Get Well goodies to my good friend Monique Duncan, who was assured yesterday that, yes, she has Covid-19. Monique has been sick ("As bad as I've ever felt") since Christmas and tested negative for the virus several times before the blockbuster was announced.

My favorite photographer says her symptoms are only nominal now and she and fiance Ben are coming back into the real world after a difficult time.

I stood about 20 feet from her front door when I made my deliveries (veggie beef soup and hot chocolate among them) and we both wore masks. I felt relatively safe but kept edging back as the conversation wore on. Monique told me the details of her Covid and I am not wanting anything to do with it. At my age and with my health questions, I suspect it could be fatal to me if I get it.

I have a civic group talk scheduled next Tuesday and I'm questioning whether I can safely do that. I emailed the person who invited me to speak, asking for details on shots and mask requirements for those attending. If there aren't any, I will have to bow out, even though I have a talk written.

This is a scary time, especially with the Covid variant being so voracious and prevalent in the Roanoke Valley. 

But at least my good friend is getting well. I thank my gods for that.