It’s been a year as of April 22, 2022. That’s right when all this chaos and life hit my family and life hit my family and I. You see, it all started a few days before April 22, 2021 and then my youngest sister visited to see how everyone was and if we needed anything. I remember to this day what both Dad and I were doing. Dad was mowing and I was picking up sticks to make it easier to mow. We both had started having symptoms but they could be written off as something else or no big deal. The week before, we had scheduled our first vaccine shot for April 22 but that never happened because we were both diagnosed with COVID at Faster Care. Since then, my Dad was in and out of the hospital at least 4 different times and believe it or not he got all of his infections in the hospital. The only thing was Dad had to relearn to walk. Yep COVID took that away from Dad. I’m pleased to say he’s doing so much better now not 100% but doing better. The funny and Ironic thing is, yesterday was a year we both got COVID and we both were doing the same thing we were doing a year ago. Dad was mowing and I was picking up sticks. April 22 was the same day I was thrown into being a full time caregiver for both of my parents and still am doing that today. Things are crazy at our house.