I came down with covid on Feb. 29th, 2020. This was the day before the CDC confirmed the first case of community spread in the nation. I called my doctor’s office and asked to be tested - the receptionist literally laughed at me. I ended up being sick off and on for two weeks then very sick for another four. At one point I called a friend and asked her to check in on me the following morning, I told her on a scale from 1 to 10 with 10 being “i’m pretty sure i’m going to die” I was about a 7. She was worried enough she tried to talk me into calling an ambulance. I told her if I was going to die I would rather do it in the comfort of my home with dogs. I didn’t feel I could share with friends that I had been sick, there was a lot of fear in those early days. My kiddo had been shipped off to his dad when schools shut down so I was utterly alone. I didn’t touch another human for 6 weeks. I only saw friends from my porch when they came to drop groceries. I was too sad and sick to work on anything intricate. This shawl kept me sane during the fear and loneliness, really was my lifeline.