Dh needs to know. He's come down with "a dose". Dressing gown unavailable. He's currently snuffling and shuffling around our cabin yoke in his jocks. Tissues are mounting by the bed. He's considering how to ration out the covid tests we brought (were still in my bag from a work trip I took last week) and wondering where the nearest pharmacy is. I think I'll have to open some of the wine I was planning to bring home with us.* <Le sigh>
*Am posting here so I can be not a bitch supportive in real life.