With her head spinning, she opened the box and poured the contents out onto the countertop. Lifting the instruction leaflet, she skimmed through it, carefully assembling the paraphernalia she needed from the scattered contents of the flat box.
Leaving the leaflet open at the step-by-step guide page, she opened the packet containing the testing tile. Next, she settled the plastic test tube/dropper into the round hole in the corner of the cardboard tray and peeled off the foil seal. Muttering, she wrestled with the small plastic bag designed for the rubbish until she got it open. Lastly, she opened the packet containing the small slender swab.
How hard could this be?
Dreading the thought of how it would feel, she gingerly inserted the swab into her right nostril, guiding it in as far as it would go. As instructed, she swirled it around for a slow count of five then, her stomach heaving, she inserted it up her left nostril and repeated the count. Twitching her nose like Samantha from Bewitched, she put the slender swab into the test tube.
Her hands were clammy and trembling as she stirred it round and counted slowly to thirty then to five as she “squeezed” it out in the tube. Having discarded the swab in the small plastic bag, she pushed the stopper into place, eased the test tube out of the cardboard hole then dripped four drops into the sample section of the tile.
Offering up a silent prayer, she watched and waited….
Slowly the liquid soaked up through the tile. The timer on her phone clicked down second by painfully slow second.
Before her, the result emerged…