Things are going okay here. Kids don’t have school for the rest of the school year. At least not in-school school. The district is working on the online aspect. This is good, because if they can figure this out now, they’ll be able to figure it out later when it comes to snow days. Then they won’t have to add extra days anymore. Maybe?
Since my last post, we’ve moved into our new home. I’m so glad we did, because if we end up fully quarantined, we have space so we’re not on top of each other. We have a backyard and basement and garage to “escape”. We have 2 working fridges. Two working microwaves. 3 working PC towers. 1 working PC laptop. 2 working Mac laptops. 3 Kindle Fires. 1 Kindle Paperwhite. 1 Kindle Classic. 1 Samsung Tab. 1 Smart TV. We’re good to go, my dudes.
I also attempted to break my foot. I was thankfully unsuccessful but it was a bit of a stressful time, especially after a migraine fiasco that also nearly put me in the ER. I’m supposed to have jaw surgery at the end of the year, but with all the outbreaks, that’s not going to happen. I can’t even get in for the consultation to find out how much insurance will pay (basically, my TMJ has gotten so bad that a disk is slipping out of place, and it sounds and looks like I don’t have any cartilage left in the joint. So, daily tension headaches that sometimes turn into migraines are getting a lot worse 😦
My parents came to visit though. It was a great visit. My mom and I had a good, in-depth talk about how certain things might be perceived by my nephew, since I’ve been in a similar space as he is currently. I told her that I’m nearly 40, and I’m still processing shit. It’s going to take him awhile, and until they can put him on anti-anxiety meds and start treating his PTSD, their in for a rough few years.
Which I think she was expecting.
I’m so ready for the world to just get back to “normal”. I’m tired of the public’s health being used as political fodder. I’m tired of walking into work and wondering what’s going to happen next. I’m scared that we’re going to see an epidemic in my area and that it’s going to go to my loved ones who are the ones who will suffer the most.
That reminds me. Josh found an article that said people with “O” type blood were less susceptible to disease, while “A” types were MORE susceptible. Guess which one he is and which one I am. Madi’s also the same as me, and Ethan is the same as Josh. So, it’s good that we can sort of donate to our kids (I can to Madi. He can to both), but it does explain things when it comes to how Madi and I are with illnesses.