I broke down crying when I called into work again. I felt so guilty.

I felt as if the whole year I was healthy and happy was a joke. A dream.

That I woke up and I was again this sick unhappy person I never wanted to be.

Even my mother was accusing me of sabotaging my health. Not moving around.

Well who do you think is cleaning and doing laundry? Daisy?

This morning, Annie messaged me to see how I was. I was a bit freaked out. I thought the manager hadn’t covered my shift!

She thought it was funny.

A few minutes ago, Steve called to see how I was. To ask about my dad.

I told him, my dad was in the hospital and my mom was isolating herself just in case.

“Becky, you don’t sound good”

“Well I was hoping to work tomorrow” I replied, I could feel tears gathering.

“Would you like me to tell the guys to cover your shift for tomorrow?” Steve asked.

I almost started crying. “Yes please I am sorry”

“No problem, take care”

This is why he is my favourite manager!

Then my mother had to tell me that the Mennonite colony outside town wasn’t isolating and people had COVID! WTF!

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