I'd think so, Vortex. What I read (grain of salt) is that they're revising dates as they get more information from the tests being used in the real world.

Timelies all!

Sorry that folks are testing positive.

I'd also caution that I was testing pretty dark until day 7 or so. I started to get lighter lines for days 8 and 9 and only tested negative on day 10. I was being extra cautious and didn't stop isolating until then, and I wore my mask until I tested negative.

I fell down and went boom in a parking garage on Sunday... I am fine, but, OMG I thought I had broken my nose for a hot second when it smacked hard on the concrete.

I did get a cut on my forehead... earning me my first ever stitches-while-conscious.

Between my nose and my forehead, there was so. much. blood. And I'm on a blood thinner, so I was slightly terrified that it wouldn't stop, but it did, and fairly quickly.

Because of the blood thinner, the ER took me in right away, did all three imaging, etc. to make sure I wasn't bleeding internally. I was not.

The only thing that still hurts is my right arm, but it's improving daily. Not broken but sprained, I guess? Couldn't do much with it Sunday, but definitely improving daily. Turning it hurts.

Now, here's the funny part... to me. I was wearing a super cute outfit on Sunday. These cool, flowy Boho pants and a top, but, you know, some days you just rock it, right? Got two compliments from random strangers on my outfit! Nice.

Yeah, it was the flowy pants that got me -- I caught my toe in the hem of the opposite leg and went down hard. My cute outfit laid me low!

And then, as I'm being wheeled into the ER, a nurse says, "Oh, I love your outfit!"

The outfit that tried to kill me.

I'm not sure what the lesson is other than watch out for flowy shit. It's cute but deadly.

Tl;dr - I fell but am fine. Thank you, universe.

No! Stop that going down hard boom stuff! Glad you are okay. It is indeed sad and unfair when a cute outfit tried to kill you.

Yikes, JenP! I’m glad you weren’t hurt worse. Don’t make us wrap you in bubble wrap!

Oh no, JenP!! Stupid fashion.

We were meant to be in Scotland today but our flight to our layover in Toronto was canceled yesterday. Wish us good travel luck today!

Yikes, Jen!

And then, as I'm being wheeled into the ER, a nurse says, "Oh, I love your outfit!"

Was the vindication nice, even though the pants are murderous?

We were meant to be in Scotland today but our flight to our layover in Toronto was canceled yesterday. Wish us good travel luck today!

I wish you clear skies and non-canceled, on-time flights!

Oh no, Jen! Glad it's not worse, and I can't decide if it's better or worse that the outfit is really so great!

Good luck, lisah, and have a great trip!

My brother and SiL are in town for a pre-planned visit. Unfortunately, he and I are spending a lot of time and energy wrangling Dad, because his hallucinations are worse than ever and he's demanding his guns back. I sent a message to the geriatrician about his worsening state, and we'll go from there.

It is really, really hard to hold some sympathy for him because he's clearly unwell, because at the same time, he's such a complete asshole. He treats my brother horribly, constantly insults and berates him and belittles his choice to be a therapist. And even though Dad treats me better than that ("better" being relative), I don't want to have anything to do with someone who treats my brother like that. It's unacceptable. Plus he also said to my brother (in the context of a conversation about how he physically abused our mother while they were married) that "sometimes words don't work and you have to get physical to make them understand."

I don't want that motherfucker in my life anymore, and I'm so fucking drained dealing with this. I'm ready to jump on a plane and go anywhere but here.