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Year 3

As Omicron is now surging we are maintaining our personal lockdown. No celebrations, no guests for dinner, just my guy and me for the holidays. We still wear our masks and social distance; never once stopped doing that. My handmade masks, which had been working fine for almost two years, are starting to pop some seams now, and the elastic is wearing, so I have to make some new ones. If anyone needs more, do let me know.

The pandemic hasn't changed my life all that much. I take certain precautions that I didn't before Covid, like masking and staying away from everyone in public, and we stopped dining in at restaurants (not counting a couple of times over the summer when we felt our vaccinations made it an acceptable risk, and still wore our masks inside anyway.)

My biggest problem is my guy, who buys into a lot of the conspiracy crap he hears on talk radio. The other day I got a little dizzy while we were shopping at the market, and he told me to take my mask off because I was "breathing in too much carbon dioxide." This from a man who probably has no idea what carbon dioxide is. In reality I neglected to eat before we left home and I knew that my dizziness was due to low blood sugar, but this is the kind of idiocy I have to deal with (and no, I didn't take my mask off at all, and after a moment I was just fine.)

I suspect that my guy also doesn't always wear his mask when he goes out by himself. Because he hasn't been sick since he got the flu last year (and yes, we tested him for Covid at the time) he's become over-confident. It makes me angry because he'll bring it home and infect me, but I can't glue one to his face. He thinks he's fine. I think he's 72 and I'm diabetic, and even being vaccinated it's still very dangerous for us to indulge in risky behavior.

On the other hand, I did not get the flu shot last year, nursed him through the flu, and still never caught it myself. I don't catch many colds and I've only had the flu once. Aside from the arthritis and diabetes issues, I haven't actually been sick since Katherine was in high school and infected me with the Norwalk virus, which was about ten years ago. It might have something to do with constantly washing my hands, regular exercise and sticking to a very healthy diet, or it might just be luck.

I can't exactly say I'm looking forward to living through a third year of the pandemic, but I think the key word here is living. I'm still alive, and a lot of people aren't. I will make more masks, gently encourage my guy to stop being a damn ninny, and be grateful that I'm still here to do all of that.

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Maria Zannini said…
We were social distancing before it was trendy. LOL! We still wear masks when we're in stores, wash our hands constantly, and avoid close contact with friends and family. It's something we've decided to continue every flu season from now on.

I'm not worried about covid or all its incarnations. Viruses come and go. This one will too.
December 21, 2021 at 4:48 AM
nightsmusic said…
I'm only really wearing a mask when I go into a hospital or doctor's office because I have to, state law. There are very few that you see here and I think that's in part because people are fed up here with the constant flipping back and forth of do this, do that. My father-in-law who is 95 just got over covid last month. So did my sister in law. I have friends who just tested positive yesterday. All of them are vaccinated and boostered.

I think this will eventually be like the flu in that it will always be around. It will mutate like the flu, for better or worse like the flu, no, it's not the flu, but it will come and go like the flu.
December 21, 2021 at 5:49 AM
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