So did I, and then my nephew's wife got killed in a car crash and went to the funeral. Little bro rode with me in the back seat of the car to go there. That tickle in his throat wasn't allergies. Jackass infected me. Fortunately, mom (82) lucked out and it didn't take root in her. Fortunately it was mild, but I can't tell if the crazies dancing in my head are from the virus or just being cooped up and leaning into an agoraphobic lifestyle.