Living in the time of pandemic: COVID-19 (208)
May 27, 2024
Year 4 of COVID in the Bay Area.
Year 5, Day 54: A friend brought their puppy for me to play with and I had brain therapy on Saturday; we happened to linger by the dog park just long enough on Sunday to meet three very sweet dogs (one of which shoved her nose right into my face for the sweetest nuzzle and then placed herself firmly into a “Hug Me Now” position which I oh-so-gladly did); and this morning our local off leash dog greeted me with her usual intense I DO TRICKS YOU GIVE TREAT IS DEAL!
That was enough canine love that, despite my extreme fatigue, I’m not hugging rock bottom. I’ll take it for however long it lasts.
The kids have had a hacking cough intermittently for a few days and I tested them for COVID this morning. We got a very faint positive on both test kits from iHealth for both kids, but Smol Acrobat’s second test on AccessBio was firmly negative. If you hadn’t heard, Cue Health’s test kits are decertified. We scheduled PCR tests to try to get more definite answers.
I’m never happy (Zuko) #ATLA
Year 5, Day 55: It’s stunning how cavalierly the CDC’s managing COVID these days. I knew this at a superficial level but it hit home this week.
Our pediatrician advised us that, per the CDC, they’re treating symptoms only and treating it like a cold. IT’S NOT A COLD. Colds don’t affect you long term the way COVID does! This is depressing.
Our family has been doing our damnedest avoiding it since 2020 between masking, vaccines, and minimizing social interactions early on. Smol Acrobat is, somewhat predictably but still infuriatingly, the first of us to catch COVID. They were nearly asymptomatic (aside from full days of temper tantrums, is that a symptom?). They just had a cough that sounded just like every other cough they have had the past several months. Actually three of us had a similar cough but JB and I tested negative. I can’t tell if it’s because they have more frequent and prolonged exposure at daycare, probably(?) since the rest of us mask wherever we go. Breaking our streak was really upsetting. I had so hoped to dodge infection-level exposure until Smol Acrobat was old enough to mask properly. They’re good about masking when they’re with us, but the daycare isn’t able to help them mask.
Their pediatrician agreed that the appearance on the PCR and negative rapid tests, along with the physical exam, strongly pointed to the COVID having already run its course and that they’re no longer infectious. In one way, that’s a relief, I really needed childcare this week. In another, I’m still worried about any long term effects that aren’t obvious now and hate that they were running around the classroom, infectious, for who knows how long.
Year 5, Day 56: My crow (maybe? almost?) friend dropped in, literally, and cawed at me this morning. This is why I still have to carry my treat bag on all walks, who wants to be the disappointing human who doesn’t have treats on demand? After I left the offerings and walked away, they hopped over to pick them up. I meant to leave a third one but too many people were walking and driving by, so they hopped away looking casual. Next time.
The potatos in the garden are flourishing. I was inspired by Ilona Andrews’ potatoes in an old blog post, you might recall, and wanted the same. I now have the same! There are so many potato plants. Yay! My green beans and cucumbers took ages to germinate but are now shooting up nicely. Half the lettuce seeds germinated and haven’t done anything else, just frozen in time. That’s less satisfying. I know we’re still a very long way off from knowing if we’ll have anything to harvest but it’s nice to see something happening. We’ll have to travel sometime this summer, I’ve been wondering what we could easily set up for watering things while we’re out and about. They don’t need much but they do need a bit of water every day. Too bad we don’t have reliable neighbors who wouldn’t mind dropping by for a quick water now and again. I’m eyeballing hoses and things at Home Depot but I don’t know what I’m doing!
Solo parenting starts this afternoon: the kids are on notice they need to help me out with best behavior, we’re down one herder.
Year 5, Day 57: Solo parenting again, PiC’s still at a work thing. The morning was a bit of a bumpy ride but everyone got dropped off nearly on time with no tears or yelling so calling that a win.
Then I accidentally used up all my willpower stopping myself from eating more than 2 cookies after an early lunch, this is the sound of my brain flopping over and refusing to do anything else.
I’ve made it through to today without the Backpack of Doom feeling. Three days of dog encounters bought 3 days of vastly reduced depression and anxiety. Science!
I haven’t been able to get on top of my work all week. Too much time consuming daily work stuff, recruiting which I hate, and random corporate nonsense to deal with made my brain go CORGI all week in one way or another. I’ve been trying to just do the best I can on the few things I can control.
There’s also a thing happening all week that I needed a friend to untangle for me. Every time someone makes a suggestion, or hints, that I could be worth worrying about or caring about or deserve a rest, I get mad inside. I don’t know why but internally, I immediately PUFFERFISH. Friend suggested “Acknowledging that you are worthy of care makes you feel intensely vulnerable and your body turns to anger to shut down those feelings and keep you “safe”” which strongly matches my reactions.
I don’t know why it feels so vulnerable but it does. I don’t know why being mad and pushing away that care and vulnerability is the default response but it is.
Year 5, Day 58: Am I ever going to clear my (work) inbox? Signs point to no.
My hacking cough is pretty bad today. Thankfully it didn’t crop up until after my interview call but I still have other calls. Booo.
Smol Acrobat’s pediatrician is leaving the practice due to life stuff, and we’re hoping that he will return when those things wrap up. To that end, I wrote him a note thanking him for caring for Smol Acrobat because he clearly won over the kiddo in their few visits. They frequently ask if they can call or go see their doctor, I thought that might be nice for the doc to know even if he doesn’t come back.
I’ve hit the point of work overwhelm where it feels impossible and hopeless which is an odd kind of peace. There’s more anxiety when I have hope that I might wrap things up in a reasonable time frame.
“Let me tell you something about my brother, Divya. He has no vision. At all. He’s vision-impaired. My brother would not know a gold mine if he tripped over a prospector and fell into a gold mine.” #RoyalPains (This is me. I have zero vision. I’m a doer, not a vision person.)
I’m sorry Covid made it into your house after so much vigilance! Yay for dog affection.
It’s so frustrating and worrying. They’re vaccinated so I hope that protects their organs but I’m so worried about unknown long-term or secondary effects. There’s so much we do know that’s bad and I’m sure more that we don’t know yet.
I wonder sometimes how every other ‘cold’ started their viral lives, and hope COVID will have a similar degradation in evilness…
Drip hose and a timer is great for my garden. I do have to add extra water to a few trees in the summer heat but otherwise it gets the job done. Try it for a few days before you go away if possible to make sure every plant is in reach of a drip.
I wonder if those less horrible cold-type was less virulent or less …what’s the word… Intense is not the word I mean but I’m drawing a complete blank. Less terrible than the SARS type to begin with or if they did gradually weaken over time.
I had to phone a friend and they’re going to help me get something together 🤞