My Quarantine Adventures

With all of the negative events occurring around the world, I brought in something positive… my Covid test!

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Here’s a look inside of my quarantine fort that brought me joy through my isolation.

Makayla Bech, Staff Writer

Picture this, school is out for two weeks for the holidays and you’re having the time of your life with your friends and family. Life seems to be going great, you’re getting holiday benefits at work, spending so much time with your friends and bring in 2022 with your favorite people. As you begin to reflect on the past two weeks of your life you start the feel a tinge of pain in the back of your throat and by the next morning you’re severely congested. However, the weather has recently changed so that’s probably the reason. But apparently no one can ever have that much happiness at once, so you drive yourself to the doctor’s office and your rapid Covid test comes back positive. Cheers to spending the next ten days locked in your room! 

Yes, that is indeed how I brought in the New Year. I have spent the past eight days now sitting in my room. It has not been easy and I have actually been extremely stressed thinking about all of the things that I could be doing if I had access to the outside world and everything that I could be learning if I was able to go to school. Within the past eight days however my agenda has been packed full of things that I promised I would accomplish while I woller away inside what feels like my own person chicken coop. When I arrived home from the doctor’s office I cried for about two hours because I was overcome with the focus of having to sit alone in my room for days on end to not get my other family members sick. However, after melting down and eating half a bag of potato chips in one sitting, I decided that I needed to make the most of what I could. 

I started by compiling a list of the books that I have been wanting to read but hadn’t got to. I first read the Maze Runner by James Dashner upon request of my friends who believed that I was uncultured for never have reading the books nor seeing the movies. After finishing that book in the span of three days, I immediately moved on to After You by Jojo Moyes, which is the sequel to Me Before You, which if you read my review for that book, you know it left me in emotional distress. However, I needed to know what happened to the beloved character of Lou after her love affair with Will, and to say I am completely addicted to these romance novels would be an understatement. Alongside with those books, I also reread some of my childhood favorites such as Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, which than of course forced me to watch all seven of the Harry Potter movies within one single day. 

Apart from my few days of nonstop reading and being a Harry Potter fanatic, I decided that I needed to do something that didn’t involve me creating a dent in my bed from not moving for days. With that said, I decided to construct a fort in my room. Complete with my mom’s old quilts and bed sheets that sat in the linen closet for years, my fort consisted of one single room furnished with my vast collection of stuffed animals that I am too old to own but do anyway, my television that was removed from its shelf and placed inside the fort, and my record player. It was a great fort that I believe my eight-year-old self would be highly pleased with. I spent a total of two nights in the fort and the following day consisted of me deconstructing and putting things back where they belonged, and then taking a six hour nap because I forgot that I had Covid and should probably rest. 

With the rest of the time that I had after reading, watching movies, and fort building, I spent hours on end with my friends on facetime to the point where they had to cut me off mid conversation when we would notice that it was midnight and they had school in the morning. In order to not make my friends so completely annoyed with my constant rambling about nothing, I would facetime a different friend every night. I got great déjà vu from March of 2020 when covid had first began and I wasn’t able to leave my house, however this time I was confined to my room which was not my ideal circumstance, but I made the sacrifice in order to protect my family. 

With one and a half days left of my quarantine, I am working on school work that I had all of the time in the world to do, but ultimately chose not to do. I emailed with all of my teachers explaining my absence and obtained work from most of them to complete while I’m gone. Although I have finished most of it at this point, I can tell that my motivation levels are definitely down. With the isolation from the real world and being stuck in my room, the last thing that I have wanted to do is work on schoolwork, even if it is the most productive task to accomplish. However, I will say I am proud of myself for finding the motivation to complete a lot of it so that I am not severely behind when I return to class. 

 I’m anxiously waiting for Friday to come and I cannot wait to see my friends again. I didn’t realize how much of a blessing it is to have people around you. Isolation from actually seeing people face to face is really difficult and definitely caused me to have nights spent crying because I couldn’t bear the thought of another day spent in confinement. However, I am now grateful that I had this experience and even more grateful that I only had to experience the symptoms of a minor cold while having Covid.