This afternoon, I have reinserted the summer comforter back into the covers. If the weather forecast is to be believed, temperatures are suppose to drop to the mid-teens in the evening and early next morning.
Yet again, we have experienced two days of tropical heat! This cannot be good for our well-being.
The following is an excerpt from the article entitled Is Life a Story or a Game?:
The status-mad world that Storr describes is so loveless — a world I recognize but not one I want to live in. Ultimately, games are fun, but gaming as a way of life is immature. Maturity means rising above the shallow desire — for status — that doesn’t really nourish us. It’s about cultivating the higher desires: The love of truth and learning and not settling for cheap conspiracy theories. The intrinsic pleasure the craftsman gets in his work, which is not about popularity. The desire for a good and meaningful life that inspires people to commit daily acts of generosity. How do people gradually learn to cultivate these higher motivations? To answer that I’d have to tell you a story.
I agree with the opinion columnist who wrote the above article. I personally chose to live a story of my own making, and will do my very best in not succumbing to the games of status. I have only one short life.
I mentioned in an earlier blog post, that I shall only do the self-test when I need to be amongst people.
Well, today is that day. And the test came back negative, as expected. It has been ten days since D got tested positive for COVID-19. This means that there is a very low possibility that we would be carrying enough of the virus to infect someone else.
My exposure to the virus resulted in me getting sick (feeling bad) for two days. At times, my chest feels congested and I get dizzy spells. Hopefully, there will not be any lingering and prolong effects for either of us…
In the evening, D and I went to the nocturnal shopping event at a pond and garden centre. We attended this event a year ago, back when health measures were still enforced. And just like last year, free beers and burgers were offered to all paying customers. There was no live music this year, but D and I enjoyed ourselves nevertheless. It was a lovely way to end our COVID-19 isolation.
Two and a half years into the pandemic and I still have not been tested once. That itself might be an accomplishment on its own.
Anyway, I do not feel good now. I woke up at half past five with a killer sore throat, hacking cough, a runny nose and dizziness. Tuesdays; the day I go for bread, groceries and cash; I shall have to skip that for now. 🙁
My entire life, I never know how to deal with being sick. I will only admit and surrender when I have to lay down. Being sick means having to go horizontal. Sick means hours or even days wasted. Sick means I will have to navigate through a mind fog. Damn the virus, whichever one it is that is putting me out of commission!
I had to lay down for a restless nap yesterday afternoon. If this dizziness continues, I might have to do that again, today. That makes today – sick day number two. Bloody hell…
As for the antigen test, that is on hold for now. I only need to be tested the day that I have to be amongst people.
Today is D’s fifth day in quarantine. The worst has passed for him. The nose spray and cough syrup have helped ease his COVID-19 symptoms. Thank goodness!
As for me, I have been having a slight cough since yesterday. My other mild discomforts are itchy inner ears(?), a scratchy throat, slight chest pressure, frequent sneezing, and a mild pressure at the temples.
These symptoms might be stress reactions to D’s illness, the tropical heat, or my (very real) hay fever.
Meanwhile, I just continue on with my daily activities as usual, in quarantine. We shall see. Fingers crossed.
This morning, I decided not to go to the Thursday Market as planned. I do not particularly need anything, and I definitely do not want to infect anyone, by spreading the damn virus as an asymptomatic carrier.
A bit too late now, but I really should have worn a mask when I went to the pharmacy and bank yesterday. Yikes!
COVID-19 quarantine, hay fever, plus an upcoming weekend of tropical temperatures, great…
Today, after two years of being sufficiently diligent as regards to the virus, D and I see the god-forsaken double strips on the self-test kit! Fingers crossed that D’s recovery process will not be too bumpy. That we shall both overcome and survive this episode in good grace and mildness.
Where did he get it from?! I have so many questions…
Yesterday, I managed to schedule a dental appointment for this afternoon. There must have been a last minute cancellation, because this particular dentist is usually fully booked for months!
My last dental appointment was in the pre-Covid-19 days of November 2019. Damn, that seems like ages ago.
Despite the wait, the rather rough plaque removal procedure, and all the bothersome Covid-19 prevention measures, I was told by my dentist that I do not have any cavities and may walk out the office without paying a single cent.
Thank you social health care.
Grapes contain high level of arginine and lysine. These are amino acids which can trigger cold sores flare-ups. Therefore, consuming large quantity of grapes or grape juice is not a good thing for people who are prone to this ailment. Just as with most things in life; moderation is key.
After almost 48 hours, the side effects of my booster shot has been gradually waning off. My side effects were tenderness at the injection spot, mild overall muscle aches, and a light head ache.
