Well, it finally got me. Actually I'm not sure it's Rona, but something got me, and I don't like it. I've felt like crap for a week. I can still taste and smell, so I'm not sure it's “the one,” but it sure as hell ain't fun. I had to cancel band practices! We haven't been able to practice in about a month because every week somebody else was sick, or was exposed to positive people. I'm not sure how people can still think this fake. I do watch the news regularly. But I feel I'm able to keep my skeptical eye on what I'm being told. I do not drink from the trough. And I regularly see stories about other parts of the world, and they're all masked up too. I don't know how some people can think this is all some kind of Democrat manufactured dilemma. It's affecting everyone! The other things is too, that I have been vaccinated and boostered. So I see why people can become so confused. Again, I'm not sure I have it, but I've got something. And I know other people are getting “it” after having been vaccinated, which leads people to think that the vaccines don't work, or matter. But if what I have is the “lessor” form, I am glad I got the vaccine. This sucks! I felt for the first few days like my head was some kind of snot factory. I wasn't able to sleep. I had a headache. And I pretty much lost my desire to do anything. Which also sucked because this was/is my wife's birthday week. I feel a little bummed that I felt like a dried turd all week, and wasn't able to provide my normal energy, or enthusiasm, for the revelry.
Yes, you read that correctly, birthday week! It is a big deal to her. I'm fine with it. Although she'd probably prefer it to last a month, I've become accustomed to the week. Especially since she's so chill the rest of the year, I've got no problem with what I would call “a little extra celebration.” It's just weird because it fits right in with the post-holidays and the post-season! But alas, that is not the point. The point is that I haven't really felt like doing anything this week, and I'm kind of bummed. She's taking it like a champ, and thus another reason why she is Mrs. Stombaugh. It's also kind of jacked up because my car is at the shop again. All week, no car! This little battery light kept coming on, and it was making me pretty nervous. I looked it up online, and it said that it was probably my alternator. But I had just had the alternator replaced. So I was going to take it back to where I had it fixed last time. I made an appointment for Monday morning. Monday morning the car wouldn't start! Feeling like crap, and things not going my way, that would usually create quite an uncomfortable mood to be around. (I suppose.) But I didn't even feel good enough to get upset. I charged the battery, and made a new appointment for Wednesday morning. That all went well, and the car is there now, waiting for it's new alternator. Although, I guess that's not really the point. The point is that I didn't have access to a vehicle for the week, so I couldn't even sneak out for any birthday surprises! I've had to be very diplomatic.
Wow, all of a sudden, as I was re-reading what I wrote, I realized I'm one of “them.” Not a happy thought. I'm sitting here moaning about not feeling well, and not being able to really go anywhere. And if I'm not feeling well, I shouldn't be going anywhere! But I did. And I may have gone more places, had the vehicle been available. Even though I'm not well. Even though I know that I don't want anyone going through what I'm going through. I've felt like a hypocrite about this all week. I had no intention of outing myself to you, but since I did, I'm sticking with it. My delete key only works on typos, and sentences that don't make sense. I went out. Not feeling well. I masked up, but is that enough? I have a friend (Whoa! Who just called right now as I typed that!)(And what I am about to say just got confirmed.) who thinks we should all just kind of let it run it's course. He thinks we're all going to get it anyway, which seems to be the general consensus. I said “like a pox party,” to which he said no, because the pox doesn't seem to lesson. Which is true. But it does seem like, since the beginning of all of this pandemic, that the goal has been keeping it moving slowly. I get it, the hospitals are overloaded. I used to work in health care, and I can't imagine what they're going through right now. But it seems like we can't really just let it run it's course because not everyone reacts the same way to this thing. Some people don't even know they're ill, and other people die. That is a big difference! Granted I know a lot of the people who die have other contributing factors as well. But people have contributing factors. We share air with them. I feel terrible that in this situation, I have not done the “right” thing.
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