Kubota's Covid test came back positive.
The woman at the lab called me because I am Kubota's back-up contact number. Kubota was not answering his phone.
No, she could not tell me the results. HIPPA and all that.
"He lives in my house. I take care of my 89 year-old mother. Seems like you ought to tell me."
She wanted to. But she couldn't. "Just roust him out and let me talk to him."
"He isn't here. He is out running around" I said.
Fifteen minutes later we got a hold of Kubota and he called in. Yessiree-bob. Positive. I suspect the woman at the lab gave Kubota the rough edge of her tongue...running around while awaiting test results.
The chessboard at this moment
Belladonna is 24, had her second (booster) dose of vaccine about a month ago and has no underlying conditions. She is close to bullet-proof but she is none too happy with her brother. Bella's place of employment says that if she has had both shots and no symptoms that she can continue working.
Mrs ERJ had her second shot about a week ago. Both Mrs ERJ and I are getting to the age where the mortality rate is bending upward ever-so-slightly. Mrs ERJ weighs within a few pounds of what she tipped the scale at when I married her. She is physically fit, takes vitamins and is in good over-all health. Oh, and she is a woman.
I had my first shot three weeks ago. I am forty pounds above my optimal weight but I am more active than some.
Kubota is 22 and is overweight. His diet is horrible. Since he is the guy who actually tested positive, he is the one who is at greatest risk. I picked up one of those finger O2 sensors so we can keep an eye anybody who might get Covid.
Clearing the deck for action
Mrs ERJ found coverage for our slots for caring for Mom for the next two weeks.
I have jury duty this month...guessing I won't get tapped for the next ten days.
My second Covid shot is scheduled for a week from today. Not sure how that will play out. It may depend on whether I have any symptoms or not.
My panties are in a wad regarding seed potatoes. We run an account there and maybe they will let me buy them over the phone and they can pitch them into the back of the truck while I stay in it. Otherwise, I need to find a friend to run down to the elevator and pick up a selection for me. I am thinking it will be Fast Eddie.
We are good for food, water and the other necessities.
Two of our three apricot trees are blooming. They hum like a Greyhound bus going 70 over smooth pavement. Every size of bee is buzzing about them.
In a similar vein, Mason Bees are thick around our woodpiles.
The temperature kissed 80 today. Bella stretched a hammock between a couple of trees and studied outside.
The four calves are in the four, back-paddocks. Millie, the "ginger" who looks like 100% Hereford was a stinker.
The other three cheerfully trotted to the new paddock.
Millie took a little more convincing.
I stretched the hose to fill their water for the first time this year. While I had the water running, I filled our two, IBC cubes.
It is my belief that the loose cannons are the people in Kubota's demographic. It would be interesting to run simulations regarding the effect of first vaccinating the Wedgie Stuberts first and then the little-old-ladies who have little contact with others rather than the other way around.
From one perspective it makes the most sense to vaccinate "the most vulnerable" even if they are house-bound and are in contact with almost nobody. And from a different perspective it makes the most sense to vaccinate the ones who are most likely to be super-spreaders.
One way or another, we will get herd immunity. Actual cases of Covid for the bone-heads and immunizations for many of the higher-risk groups.