I was very careful not to get infected when the global health crisis first happened, but after I was fully vaccinated, I became less cautious. I didn’t throw caution to the wind, but I certainly stopped taking as many precautions.

Perhaps inevitably, I caught [contagious illness]. It sucked. My lungs crackled like cellophane whenever I took a breath, my throat was sore, and I could barely stand.

My wife, however, didn’t believe I had [illness] and thought I just needed fresh air to recover. So, she would load me into the car every day and drive me to two or three nearby state parks, while I slept in the car. Whenever we reached a destination, she would open the passenger side door, lever me out of the car, and then half-carry me along one of the trails.

I was very out of it, but if you can, imagine a tiny 5’2″ lady carrying a 6’2″ man half-slung over her shoulder.

Anyway, the [illness] test finally came in the mail. I tested positive. My wife also tested and we found that she, too, was positive but asymptomatic.

After that, she stopped dragging me across the state until after I recovered.