The next morning, I got a text message to call the hospital. I called immediately, and the nurse who answered started shuffling papers. "Letto, Livorno, Lupo, Luzzi. Here you are, Lyman. Do you want me to open it up?" I told her I did. "You're OK," she said after a moment. "You just have a cold."
I had been melancholy but tranquil up until then, but a wave of relief washed over me when the nurse told me the good news. My eyes even started to tear up a little.
Family and friends had been checking on me ever since I took the coronavirus test, and I quickly called and messaged everyone to say I would be fine. I went outside to enjoy the freedom to stretch my legs and feel the sun on my face.
But my newfound liberty did not last long. Later, Conte, the prime minister, announced an even stricter lockdown: all non-essential businesses were shuttered, police could start checking documents anyone outside. The number of infections in the country surpassed 10,000 for the first time. The streets of Rome were suddenly more deserted than those I saw in Milan a week earlier. But at least I had my health.
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