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“Italian doctors celebrated one small victory in their battle against the coronavirus after a 38-year-old man was moved out of intensive care for the first time since he tested positive Feb. 21. He is considered to be the first Italian to have contracted the coronavirus — Patient No. 1. But in the rest of northern Italy, the virus’ spread was growing so exponentially that doctors were having to decide who gets priority in care and access to intensive care unit beds. For most people, the new coronavirus causes only mild or moderate symptoms, such as fever and cough, and the vast majority of people recover. For some, especially older adults and people with existing health problems, it can cause more severe illness, including pneumonia. “
It is a very strange, quiet time, indeed. Surreal. Will and I are relieved to know that dear friends from Seattle have decided to remain close by in their winter home for safety sake, and we truly remain eager to receive and enjoy our friend’s delicious, nutritious, homemade meals, which she and her husband leave, ever so lovingly, at our front door until we four can enjoy being together, again.
As to our immediate family, FaceTime offers us ways to enjoy each other’s smiles across the miles.
My next infusion of chemo is scheduled a week from Wednesday. So far, my only side effect with this current cocktail’s recent change in protocol has been feeling short of breath, and it’s likely that past protocols of chemo, which had affected change within my heart’s natural capacity to pump oxygenated blood throughout my body, have not yet been fully released from my system, as of yet. Chemo, and thus, its effect, sticks around for quite some time.
If regaining a lost sense of balance in all things remains a high priority, most especially when discussing state of mind, then, during times that prove confounding a toss the board, common sense suggests switching tracks so as to embrace attitudes infused with positive trains of thought, and as that’s been my habit for many years, we clearly see why I remain hopeful that today’s communal fear, handled with logic and grace, may serve to close long lasting gaps, which had separated people into divisive camps, based in little more than habit.
As our global need to recreate a sense of balance in all things spells itself out, over coming weeks, the pandemic nature of this utterly unexpected worldwide scare is bound to impose changes for the better as, suddenly, we all confront reason to reconsider communal need to review the unbalanced persistence of our nation’s over-worked mentality. Just as with cultivating a garden, cultivating a relaxed state of mind happens in step by step fashion, over time, if you offer yourself the same advice as you would to a friend whose anxiety, over any change, proves in need of self-loving attitude adjustment.🥰🙋🏻♀️
As some are bound to benefit in unforeseen ways from changes based in this current domino effect, which remains too complex to assess with accuracy, in real time, I wonder if those, who have been in need of slowing their pace may be amongst the folk who will find positive change taking place—naturally rather than by conscious choice.🌈🌻
On a personal note, here are several experiences, which were mine, yesterday:
Upon asking my son, Steven for his thoughts about our meeting at the duck pond with bread (and face mask) in hand so as to enjoy spending time with each other and five year old Ravi in an outdoors environment where sunlight is plentiful and healthy, his response, being super cautious, was: Let’s revisit that idea, next week, after you and Dad have been safely quarantined for several more days until we may have gained a clearer understanding of the on-going effects of the corona virus, which remain too complex to comprehend, as of yet. And knowing Steven’s decision to be based in common sense, I complied, feeling utterly gratified to be so well protected and deeply loved.
With lofty ceilings throughout our house, we have master bathroom cabinets, which being way above my head, have remained over stuffed (with who-knew-what) for more than twenty years. These cabinets were emptied, yesterday, when Will decided to perch upon a small step ladder and hand down yesteryear’s out dated supplies to me, who, for the most part, was seen lying on the floor, my head on a pillow, sifting through everything, which had done nothing other than collect dust for two decades. Once master bathroom, under counter cabinets have been tackled, today, useless items will be tossed into an empty Amazon box, as was true, yesterday, while many classic items in good repair, will be boxed and set aside until donated to a woman’s shelter.
Yesterday, Will, who does not cook, chose to create his first omelet, ever! Eggs, cheese, tomatoes. Though butter browned in the pan a bit too quickly, Pan, sprayed beforehand saved the day, and I must say that my husband’s first attempt at unaided cuisine, fluffed with a splash of milk, had been deliciously spiced!
Following lunch, we enjoyed a breath of fresh air on the patio swing ... somehow, with no one coming over, solitude has begun to feel more like isolation ... so while reminding myself to lighten my spirit of this new sense of heaviness, I chose to gaze around at the healthy, technicolored state of vegetative beauty surrounding our home while also taking note of the inherent wisdom concerning the temporary nature of quarantining oneself for safety sake, over the long run, and once bathroom shelves, way above my reach, had been replenished with current goods, which meet Will’s needs and longer reach, Will made good use of his free time by checking up on extended family and friends by phone while I, as has become my habit, did the same by way of text.
Then, following a short spell, devoted to resting his body and mind before our TV, next thing I knew, Will was lighting our BBQ, being that juicy cheeseburgers were on last night’s dinner menu as our main course. And unlike Will’s well done burgers of several weeks ago, last night’s fare was grilled to perfection, which for us suggests somewhere between medium and medium rare. And thus were Will’s smiles and mine all aglow while we’d thoroughly enjoyed a simple hamburger sandwich, which, having been spiced to perfection, was topped with melted cheese and freshly sliced tomato, served lovingly at our kitchen table.
😷🌈🌻Annie
I’ll bet that returning to ‘natural’ social life is going to feel refreshingly uplifting once this pandemic fear of catching disease is behind us!😷😊
It is a very strange, quiet time, indeed. Surreal. Will and I are relieved to know that dear friends from Seattle have decided to remain close by in their winter home for safety sake, and we truly remain eager to receive and enjoy our friend’s delicious, nutritious, homemade meals, which she and her husband leave, ever so lovingly, at our front door until we four can enjoy being together, again.
As to our immediate family, FaceTime offers us ways to enjoy each other’s smiles across the miles.
My next infusion of chemo is scheduled a week from Wednesday. So far, my only side effect with this current cocktail’s recent change in protocol has been feeling short of breath, and it’s likely that past protocols of chemo, which had affected change within my heart’s natural capacity to pump oxygenated blood throughout my body, have not yet been fully released from my system, as of yet. Chemo, and thus, its effect, sticks around for quite some time.
If regaining a lost sense of balance in all things remains a high priority, most especially when discussing state of mind, then, during times that prove confounding a toss the board, common sense suggests switching tracks so as to embrace attitudes infused with positive trains of thought, and as that’s been my habit for many years, we clearly see why I remain hopeful that today’s communal fear, handled with logic and grace, may serve to close long lasting gaps, which had separated people into divisive camps, based in little more than habit.
As our global need to recreate a sense of balance in all things spells itself out, over coming weeks, the pandemic nature of this utterly unexpected worldwide scare is bound to impose changes for the better as, suddenly, we all confront reason to reconsider communal need to review the unbalanced persistence of our nation’s over-worked mentality. Just as with cultivating a garden, cultivating a relaxed state of mind happens in step by step fashion, over time, if you offer yourself the same advice as you would to a friend whose anxiety, over any change, proves in need of self-loving attitude adjustment.🥰🙋🏻♀️
As some are bound to benefit in unforeseen ways from changes based in this current domino effect, which remains too complex to assess with accuracy, in real time, I wonder if those, who have been in need of slowing their pace may be amongst the folk who will find positive change taking place—naturally rather than by conscious choice.🌈🌻
On a personal note, here are several experiences, which were mine, yesterday:
Upon asking my son, Steven for his thoughts about our meeting at the duck pond with bread (and face mask) in hand so as to enjoy spending time with each other and five year old Ravi in an outdoors environment where sunlight is plentiful and healthy, his response, being super cautious, was: Let’s revisit that idea, next week, after you and Dad have been safely quarantined for several more days until we may have gained a clearer understanding of the on-going effects of the corona virus, which remain too complex to comprehend, as of yet. And knowing Steven’s decision to be based in common sense, I complied, feeling utterly gratified to be so well protected and deeply loved.
With lofty ceilings throughout our house, we have master bathroom cabinets, which being way above my head, have remained over stuffed (with who-knew-what) for more than twenty years. These cabinets were emptied, yesterday, when Will decided to perch upon a small step ladder and hand down yesteryear’s out dated supplies to me, who, for the most part, was seen lying on the floor, my head on a pillow, sifting through everything, which had done nothing other than collect dust for two decades. Once master bathroom, under counter cabinets have been tackled, today, useless items will be tossed into an empty Amazon box, as was true, yesterday, while many classic items in good repair, will be boxed and set aside until donated to a woman’s shelter.
Yesterday, Will, who does not cook, chose to create his first omelet, ever! Eggs, cheese, tomatoes. Though butter browned in the pan a bit too quickly, Pan, sprayed beforehand saved the day, and I must say that my husband’s first attempt at unaided cuisine, fluffed with a splash of milk, had been deliciously spiced!
Following lunch, we enjoyed a breath of fresh air on the patio swing ... somehow, with no one coming over, solitude has begun to feel more like isolation ... so while reminding myself to lighten my spirit of this new sense of heaviness, I chose to gaze around at the healthy, technicolored state of vegetative beauty surrounding our home while also taking note of the inherent wisdom concerning the temporary nature of quarantining oneself for safety sake, over the long run, and once bathroom shelves, way above my reach, had been replenished with current goods, which meet Will’s needs and longer reach, Will made good use of his free time by checking up on extended family and friends by phone while I, as has become my habit, did the same by way of text.
Then, following a short spell, devoted to resting his body and mind before our TV, next thing I knew, Will was lighting our BBQ, being that juicy cheeseburgers were on last night’s dinner menu as our main course. And unlike Will’s well done burgers of several weeks ago, last night’s fare was grilled to perfection, which for us suggests somewhere between medium and medium rare. And thus were Will’s smiles and mine all aglow while we’d thoroughly enjoyed a simple hamburger sandwich, which, having been spiced to perfection, was topped with melted cheese and freshly sliced tomato, served lovingly at our kitchen table.
😷🌈🌻Annie
I’ll bet that returning to ‘natural’ social life is going to feel refreshingly uplifting once this pandemic fear of catching disease is behind us!😷😊
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