I went to the hospital this morning, to what in Canada we call “Urgent Care” rather than “Emergency”.

I was dizzy overnight, at times hallucinating.  I’m sure the medical diagnosis is “out to lunch”.

The doctor said I’d get an e-mail this afternoon if the Covid test came back positive.  And it did.  May it be a mild case.

I’ll be staying away from people for a couple of days … or longer.  I’ll order in food from Uber Eats.

After a few “poor me” moments, I realized I had a job to do:

1.  I had coffee with my neighbour Dirk in his apartment yesterday.  So I texted him, asking that he get a Covid test.  “I hope I didn’t make you sick!”

2.  Also yesterday I had lunch at my favourite Panos sandwich shop – on the Langemunt, and I dropped by there today as well.  An hour ago, the store was closed, and it’ll be closed tomorrow.  “I need to reach these people.”

After some digging, I found a Panos customer service number and left a message.  “Tell them I have Covid and they should be tested.”

The “them” are precious staff members whom I joke around with: Dominique, Gihanna, Shakira, Yvet, Eric, Pieter-Jan and Dafenea.  Friends take care of friends.

And then there was my early morning Uber trip to the hospital.  My driver was Alaa, a very nice fellow.  “He needs to know, too!”

I soon found that writing a message to Uber was a huge challenge.  Typically all that’s available is choosing one feedback option or another.

I tried and tried … and it seemed that Alaa wouldn’t find out about my Covid.  And then finally …

I found a category called “Find lost item”.  A minute later, I was phoning Alaa to alert him.

Yes!

I got the job done

I’m proud of myself for caring

And now I’ll deal with the symptoms