Crawling right along… page 226

Day 355 – -3/06/2021

I’ve been without a hangout buddy since yesterday morning, so it was kind of a quiet, droopy Friday, and today doesn’t look promising either. Kimmers sailed through his first COVID shot while I was miserable for more than 48 hours, but the bill came due with the second one and he’s been down for the count. I had some chills and queasiness this time, pain around my waist, and general ennui, but that last part isn’t anything new. We’re fully shot up now and have the bracelets to prove it, so once Kim gets back on his feet, we’re good to go… if everybody else gets vaccinated too. The sooner that happens on a massive scale, the sooner we can return to some kind of social existence… and hug the people we love.

I went to Stabby Dillons just now to get electrolytes for Kim, my first time inside a grocery store in a year minus one week. I couldn’t find the PAY NOW button at self-check even though it’s the biggest one on the panel, but nothing much has changed except that there are no deli counters anymore. I still need two more weeks of immunity before I’m considered “not a threat,” but it was a rush to be out driving around on a perfect almost-spring day, knowing we made it this far.

From a fellow traveler…

Interesting statistic I saw this morning: So far, flu deaths are down 99% this flu season. Maybe we will someday unmask the reason for that.

Apparently Gatorade Fierce is good medicine, as the Big Guy is now lights-out with a Russell Crowe movie playing on blast, so it should all be just a painful memory by tomorrow. NO PAIN, NO GAIN! Righto. Every time.

A memorable season is upon us, with the advent of spring and a degree of vaccine security coming to us simultaneously. That’s perfectly scripted, and the hope, within and without, feels like something brand new… never been here before.

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  1. Dee A Poe
    Mar 06, 2021 @ 12:29:56

    It’s really crazy to realize we’ve been doing this for a year. I remember the fear, or maybe it was the specific knowledge, that one of those days I’d be told they were closing the facility Mom went to for senior day care. When it did come, on the 13th, to be exact, I was told what a lot of us were told, that it would be at least a couple of weeks. How naïve we all were… or maybe optimistic? I hate that Mom pretty much lost the whole last year of her life, with her now being on hospice. I’m not thrilled that any of us went through this but honestly feel that her life would be much different now if she’d have had more stimulation than the year allowed. Maybe we’d still be in the same place healthwise with her, but she would have had better memories. Then again – dementia. She really has no memories of things we do anyway. Maybe it’s me I feel bad for??
    I do hope Kim’s feeling so much better very soon!

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    • Judy Smith
      Mar 06, 2021 @ 15:39:59

      We’ve all felt bad for ourselves, for all the reasons, or we’d be living in an alternate dimension, and I’m glad for hope and light out there. Keep hugging your mama, and know you’ve done everything possible in an awful situation. 💗

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