Sleepy Bitch Disease

 Jess tweeted that they needed to have a COVID test, someone at their brand new job had the 'rona. They got called on Saturday and learned they needed to go in and get tested. 

No biggie - Geoff has been tested twice, if someone who has been in the same building with you has it, you go get tested.

Later on, they posted "Bad news, tested positive for sleepy bitch disease." 

Which.

I interpreted as tested positive for Covid-19.  Because Jess would, of course, call it something like sleepy bitch disease. 

Jess didn't post anything else, nothing. So I thought oh shit - they are not feeling well. I sat here worrying. So today I couldn't stand it any longer, and I called and asked what happens next. Are you feeling okay? Do you want to get retested? Can you call Dr. E (our family practitioner) and get tested? Do you need anything. What are Liz & Ashleigh going to do - they are supposed to be headed back from their Thanksgiving retreat to Ohio. Can they come in the apartment? Do they have to go somewhere else? Oh my God, do you need anything I can have 10 people at the back porch with groceries and mom-level care within the hour. 

"Mah," says Jess. I tested positive for sleepy bitch disease, not covid." 

"Oh," I pondered, "so....that's just normal you. Sleepy Bitch, okay I get it. You've had terminal sleepy bitch disease your whole life." 

"Exactly."

They laughed hysterically at me. Deservedly so. The fact I'd read "sleepy bitch disease" as Covid. Of course. Of course, your mom is going to read that as you got the 'rona. Because people are sleepy. They don't feel good. All the time. Yes. Okay. 

We laughed, they were thankful that I was worried and concerned. Jess' insurance doesn't kick in until the end of January, so right now they are waiting for the bridge of Mass Health to kick in on December 1st  (this is a new job they started at the end of October) so I was worried about expenses. Paying for treatment if treatment is needed. No need to worry. Test is covered by her company. No worries for the most part. Most likely 99.999% not the Rona. 

Jess had talked to their manager (who, by they way, was at the same testing station they were at on Saturday).  The manager said that if they don't have each of their results tonight, they don't have to go to work tomorrow and won't have to eat a vacation or sick day, which is good since Jess has only earned one vacation day so far and it would suck to give it up because they don't have test results. 

We had a fun chat. I was quite relieved to know that sleepy bitch disease is not the same as Coronavirus. The only thing Jess has is a terminal case of sarcasm. 

Jess' friend Molly has the 'rona, so I dropped her a line today. I'm momming all over that, worried about my girl there and always concerned about the children even when I can't be right there to help. 

Not much else is going on - I have some boob news but will save that for a non-Sleepy Bitch Disease update. 

My boss is on furlough next week, which sucks because I can't even reach out to him to ask a question. Furlough is the worst. It isn't like on Vacation where if I feel I am justified I can ask and he'd be kind enough to give me a reply. 

Furlough is like he's dead to me. And there is a lot he does that I don't know how to do. So tomorrow morning I'm in need of stuff he normally would have done for meetings, and I'm lost. Luckily we have a colleague in another department who knows how to do the things he does, so I'm going to ask for a little guidance and tet myself looking like I know what I'm doing. 

That's about the update from here.