As I told you earlier in the week, even though I am fully vaccinated, I voluntarily took a COVID test out of an abundance of caution prior to my trip. Afterwards, this worry-wart started regretting that I had taken the test. "What if it comes back a false positive?" I kept thinking. Would I dare travel to Mexico, even though it was most likely a false reading? There probably wouldn't be enough time to take another test and get the results before my departure date. I kept reassuring myself that the PCR test which I had is much more accurate than the "quick test". Still I couldn't help fretting a little and anxiously awaiting the results. I didn't expect to hear from the pharmacy until Monday, just two days before my departure. However this afternoon the phone rang. It was a nurse from the pharmacy. At first I thought the worst. I was expecting to be notified via email, not a call from a nurse. She must be calling to give me bad news. She asked my date of birth, and then told me that I was negative. I don't know if she could hear my sigh of relief.
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