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My Best Friend’s Experience With COVID-19
I met my best friend at 5 years old, and she’s been my best friend ever since.
At 21, we could both say that we’ve been through all the good and the bad our lives have had to offer each other, together and apart.
And after every hardship I’ve watched her go through, I speak candidly when I say I’ve never seen her suffer through anything the way she suffered through COVID-19.
When she called me the night she tested positive, I cried for hours after we hung up. Not because I didn’t believe that everything would be okay, but because I selfishly knew I wouldn’t be in the slim chance it wasn’t.
I cried because her dad, who tested positive too, is in his 60s and the symptoms have been observed to be much harsher for older populations. And I cried because I was reminded that life isn’t fair to the people it should be kind to, and my best friend and her family are the most benevolent people you could meet.
But as I lamented her misfortunes, I was equally horrified by the fact that she didn’t get COVID-19 from eating at restaurants, or attending get-togethers, or shopping at the mall.
Her family had refrained from doing any of these things, and followed all social distancing protocols that were implemented in her region at the time.
