And I live with her... still... because I don't make enough money to live anywhere else. So now even though I don't have any symptoms (we've been trying to keep our distance, despite sharing a house, and sanitizing surfaces), I had to go get tested and can't go back to work until I come up negative. And the place told me it would take "3-5 days" (this is after already having been out of work for 2 days just waiting for the chance to get tested).
I already had to go, come back home empty-handed, and come back again the next day because they refused to test me until she got her positive test result back. Despite us being certain she had it because she was exposed to it directly at work by people who did test positive, and had all the symptoms, just like everyone else at her job.
Meanwhile, I have no symptoms but I'm stuck in the house with someone who does... not that I'd be any less at risk going to work, being surrounded by gross coughing customers who refuse to wear masks. Good thing my state finally decided to make masks mandatory, since my store never did. At least that should be in place by the time I go back.
And thanks to my health problems and medication, I have more to fear from potentially catching this thing than my grandma does. In case y'all are wondering why I'm sitting here fretting about my situation and not over hers. She hasn't been feeling great obviously, but she's always been healthy and her symptoms are comparatively mild. She's working from home, so she's not even losing money over this. Unlike me. I can't bring the grocery store to my house.
All this just serves to really rub it in my face that I'm living somewhere I don't want to be, with someone I don't want to live with, in a situation that could have been so much better if only I could just get out of here. But I can't, I'm stuck here, and now it's not just costing me what little money I make, but potentially a good bit more if I should actually get sick.
And I have never seen her wear a mask. I'm too tired and angry to be scared. I'm just so sick of my life, if you can even call it that.
edit: Oh, and let's not forget that whatever this test ends up costing me, I'll be paying for it myself because insurance in this country is such a joke. On top of now paying 5x what I used to for my regular medication. Nice. Goodbye, money. Not like you were going toward a home of my own, anyway.
I already had to go, come back home empty-handed, and come back again the next day because they refused to test me until she got her positive test result back. Despite us being certain she had it because she was exposed to it directly at work by people who did test positive, and had all the symptoms, just like everyone else at her job.
Meanwhile, I have no symptoms but I'm stuck in the house with someone who does... not that I'd be any less at risk going to work, being surrounded by gross coughing customers who refuse to wear masks. Good thing my state finally decided to make masks mandatory, since my store never did. At least that should be in place by the time I go back.
And thanks to my health problems and medication, I have more to fear from potentially catching this thing than my grandma does. In case y'all are wondering why I'm sitting here fretting about my situation and not over hers. She hasn't been feeling great obviously, but she's always been healthy and her symptoms are comparatively mild. She's working from home, so she's not even losing money over this. Unlike me. I can't bring the grocery store to my house.
All this just serves to really rub it in my face that I'm living somewhere I don't want to be, with someone I don't want to live with, in a situation that could have been so much better if only I could just get out of here. But I can't, I'm stuck here, and now it's not just costing me what little money I make, but potentially a good bit more if I should actually get sick.
And I have never seen her wear a mask. I'm too tired and angry to be scared. I'm just so sick of my life, if you can even call it that.
edit: Oh, and let's not forget that whatever this test ends up costing me, I'll be paying for it myself because insurance in this country is such a joke. On top of now paying 5x what I used to for my regular medication. Nice. Goodbye, money. Not like you were going toward a home of my own, anyway.
