We took him to the test center on Thursday and the results just came back. We already knew because he's been coughing so much and he looked like hell. The pink eye was unmistakable, and he was very tired.

He's stayed upstairs since he started coughing on Monday. My wife brings him food and leaves it outside his door, then takes the tray away with gloves after he's done. We use a mild bleach solution to rinse the dishes so my father isn't at risk from sharing them. My father is in his eighties and already uses oxygen. He was a welder and they weren't so concerned about fumes back then.

I don't know what else to do. We are stuck in this house together. I can't believe my wife's son is smoking marijuana.