4:24am.

Watery eyes.

My nose keeps running and my head is hurting. I grab the last test in the house and take it.

Two emails done. Two lines.

I wake him up rushing around the house to see if there is one more I can take to double-check. None.

I have him buy six. The little one has also been coughing and has a runny nose. The two of us, two lines. I tell him that his cold wasn’t a cold. I bet he caught it while in the booth filming the football game.

A little bit of panic and then a sigh of relief.

Close my eyes. Just the two of us in our cough cave.

Soup and salad and green juice delivery.

Can barely keep my eyes open.