I feel for her seatmates. If it were me, I would be up all night, trying to remember if she coughed, sneezed, wiped her nose, if I took her empty glass or wet napkin and handed it to the flight attendant.
This administration sickens me.
I’s be worried, too.
Although the odds are good that nobody caught it from her at this stage, I’d also be isolated from my family. Period.