Yesterday I was called back from work to the pod, which I knew could only mean one thing: quarantine. Three days stuck in the pod, even for chow. Meals are delivered to us while the sick ones stayed in their cell.
This weekend was supposed to be free picture weekend at visitation, the first time I've ever seen pictures taken during visits on this unit. And now the whole pod is locked down. the major said he would try to get pictures for us next weekend but some guys had visitors come from far away (one guy from North Carolina) especially to see them. Now they wasted money and time traveling the long distance.
The worst part is that the guy who claims to be sick isn't really. He claimed to be sick to avoid having to go to a lay-in, and when they took it seriously and called him to the infirmary, he made up an elaborate story. Now they think he might have a crazy disease and sent a stool sample to Austin to be tested. If positive, we will be locked down in quarantine for a month. I can guarantee the test comes back negative.
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