Guess what? My family got covid. My father was the first last Saturday night. Down with a fever, cough, and soreness. Did the covid test and walla he's positive. Then the Thursday, my mom, lil sis and H tested and got it too. All except me. I had to work everyday despite with me being asymptomatic and tested daily before work. All negative. Alhamdulillah. If not, huhu my coworkers. Now it's day 7 and everyone is doing better Alhamdulillah.
Going to and back from work, Bangi-Putrajaya and vice versa for the whole week certainly is new. Plus, the weekend I drove as well. To get my sister vaccinated (but didn't book the appointment), sending calculator to lil bro L for his SPM, getting groceries. My lil bro is having his SPM. Ahh. Hope he does well. The petrol I filled up on the previous Friday certainly was used up.
Back from work, I get some groceries, things from pharmacy, other days I cooked. Simply oyster mushroom soup and cream mushroom soup. But the good thing is that it's all finished up. Our neighbours been so helpful, giving us a bunch of groceries, getting us groceries, and giving us home cooked food. Like this morning, our next door neighbour's son send us a whole pack of mamak food with the thick thosai, chapati and nasi lemak paru and squid. Which oh god, that must've been expensive. I am touched, tbh
Another thing I wanted to tell is on the earthquake. Funny story, I didn't felt it coz I was busy going back and forth from the phones to call the doctor. There was a bigger crack on corner of the pharmacy (outside part, there was already an existing crack). There was a siren call to evacuate and we evacuate. We return to work 1 and a half hour later. I definitely felt exhausted from the heat but lucky it was Jumaah and lunch break is long. I definitely remember the thing I did was call to check on my family if they were okay. Ehee.
All is good,
TGiaH