I got up and looked at my calendar for the week, and everything in it but Maria’s belly dancing performance on Thursday had been crossed out. Covid got the whole week; I’m just not yet ready to rejoin the world, visit the Mansion or go to Bishop Maginn.
I did go grocery shopping yesterday and dropped a book off for a friend. I had to skip the Mansion resident’s trip to the County Fair, which stung. I had to cancel my trip to Bishop Gibbons to meet a young student who wants to be a writer.
The shopping trip wore me out.
I’m not canceling seeing Maria’s belly dancing group dance at the Bennington, Vt. Museum tomorrow evening.
Today, the calendar is blank or full of Xs. It felt strange and empty, so I declared it a holiday, a day of love, peace, and contemplation. I was starting to feel sorry for myself.
I decided to focus a bit on my wonderful Zinnia’s, the flower that keeps coming, each flower being unique and striking in its way. My bouquet of the week is Zinnias:
And I alo decided to look up and capture the gorgeous clouds I see up there in the wake of the storms we had yesterday.
After that, Maria and I will have lunch together – pea soup, I think. I’ll take my daily Covid Nap – I feel a fatigue wave coming.
Then I want to write about the idea of letting your life speak for you and about whether I was leading somebody else’s life or am finally leading my own.
In the absence of my work, it’s a nice mix for the day – color, light, nature, spirituality. I had an intense morning, flagging now – it’s almost noon – that’s the pattern for this week. I took an oximeter test, and my lungs, oxygen, and breathing are solid.
Maria’s going to her belly dancing rehearsal class tonight; I’ll be home with the dogs.
Still coughing, still no taste. My best hours are 5 am. to noon, and then 5 pm to ll p.m. Congestion comes and goes, aches come and go. No point in testing now says the doctor; the tests are not reliable, and I’m no longer dangerous to others.
My Garden Bed has brought me closer and closer to bees, we hang out together around the flowers.
I hope to resume my continuous reading tonight, wading into Ruth Rendell this afternoon if I can stay awake. I haven’t missed a day blogging, picture taking, or reading. This is the excellent part of Covid.
A happy text message. A good friend waiting for tests to see if she had cancer didn’t. That’s a great message to get.
Your response to an innocent questioner who may have just wanted info about how diabetes affects covid and or vice versa:. “My primary care physician is great, I know what I need to know..” your response is trigger happy hostile, opinionated, egotistic, full of yourself, superior, totally inappropriate. Shows you as very Dunning–Kruger and rude.
Are you backsliding?
Good Lord, Martin, you’re scaring me, the top of your head might come off… “full of myself, superior, totally inappropriate, egotistical Dunning-Kruger, and rude,” all in two lines; wow, a record here for the most insults ever in a five-line post, and that is saying something. Congrats.
Being called a Dunning-Kruger is a new, higher-class insult. I looked it up: The Dunning Kruger effect is a type of cognitive bias in which people believe they are smarter and more capable than they are. That is me, for sure.
Since you are smarter than me (you know a lot more insults), please consider whether it is genius to ask someone with no medical training for potentially life-saving medical advice. Perhaps you are smart enough to give advice like that; I am not qualified; I don’t ever do it.
My response to you will be much more direct than my response to her – blow it out your ass (thanks, Julz). This is a great insult in just a few short words. I doubt somehow that I will ever hear from you again, but I’d love to know what backsliding means in the context of Dunning-Kruger. I can’t make it out.
My conversations with my doctors are none of your business; they are private, personal, and not meant to be shared with intrusive strangers or nasty people on Facebook. If you want good diabetes information on Covid, do what I did. Call your doctor or Google it.
My best to Dunnings and Kruger, God Bless them both. jon
Jon,
Is is acceptable to go out to stores when still showing symptoms?
I honestly don’t know what the doctors say. I have escaped Covid so far, but sure I will get it sooner or later.
Lynn, there is no clear guidance on that, and much confusion. I would check with your doctor. CDC guidelines say to wait 10 days after negative testing, but then they say the tests are usually unreliable. For people with no fever or symptoms, they say to wait five days but wear a mask. I will wait until I am healthy and tested negative for several days (at least 10 days). But I would recommend checking with your doctor to be sure. They aren’t quite sure either.
I feel as if I’m going through this with you. I got sick a few days before you did. It’s two steps forward,three steps back ! I’m into my third week and after a good day yesterday the horrible nausea is back. IYou description of the brain fog was so accurate. Weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced. Take it easy..you’re smart to cancel everything and wait it out. It’s all we can do. Keep the pictures and blogs coming I look forward to them.
We are not alone, for sure…hang in there..