Just back from urgent care.
Mom's got Covid.
Been boggy since Sunday. Lots of coughing and a wheeze. Got her to call her doctor's office this morning. She is 90 and still expects them to phone in a prescription for antibiotics, which of course they didn't. They told her to go to urgent care.
We stopped by a Walgreen's first, as I had scheduled us for PCR swab tests.
At urgent care they gave her a chest X-ray and swabbed her, because they have the processing equipment there.
Before they could come in to give us the news mom's phone rang. It was a different wing of that healthcare system attempting to set her up with a monoclonal antibody infusion!
So I don't have official word that I have it yet, but since I live with her it's quite likely.
She either got it at Thanksgiving (seems too fast), from her dentist (who adjusted a denture last Monday and was coughing), or from me after a super spreader event I attended on the 20th.
Anyhow, that dreaded day has hit our house.
Edit: I think that her initial resistance to getting a monoclonal antibody infusion is fading. If she's willing I'll be driving her to get it.
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