Sometimes Mary Oliver speaks to the heart better than anyone. (No. Most of the time Mary Oliver speaks to the heart better than anyone.)
This has been quite a week and weekend. I'm still waiting for my meds to make it through the supply chain (apparently the lab in Texas is waiting for supplies). They hope it will be here by Friday.
Last week, my cousin's husband got Covid. He and my cousin are the most careful people I know -- they even built a special Covid room in their house last year so they could see their kids and grandson. He has no idea how he got it; they don't go out. The good news is that he's doing well and improving.
My friend and former boss from work, Tim, had more of a struggle and says "It's definitely NOT like a common cold." Vaxed and boosted, like Howard, he got the monoclonal antibodies and while recovering well, still feels effects.
I don't check FB every day so I missed that my former office "right arm," Diane, has been in the hospital and on a ventilator since before Christmas. Diane and I have been through so many things together at work, including several reorganizations. After the last one, when she was laid off, I felt as though I had lost part of myself at the office. Since that time, she has thrived, even through a kidney transplant. This news shocked me to the core.
Diane is a fighter. She could take on anyone, anywhere and even if she didn't always win, you knew exactly where you stood with her on that topic! She is tireless when in pursuit. And she is in pursuit now, fighting through a cardiac arrest and revival and the ventilator. They are hoping she can soon be weaned from it.
They aren't the only people I've known with Covid. But they are three who hit closest to home.
Rick was in Chicago area for several days and got home around midnight on Friday. I won't see him till probably Thursday, after he gets what I trust (hope) will be a negative Covid test. He said that in the office in which he worked for three days, no one wore a mask. Except him. It's funny -- when he was in Chicago, I missed him, of course, but it was fine. But now, knowing he's two blocks away, it's frustrating, not even being able to see each other safely. All I want is this:
I think most of the people who read this know that Covid is no joke. They understand the importance of masking, hygiene, distancing, vaccinations and boosting. All three of these people have been extremely careful, doing all those things and rapid testing (when it was more available than they seem to be right now).
You probably know that four free rapid tests (I believe they are two to a package, so four packages) are being mailed from the government to those who order them online. The ordering process begins on January 19, Americans will be able to order tests online at COVIDTests.gov. Tests will usually ship within 7-12 days of ordering.
And yes, I know -- they aren't the most reliable thing in the world. But it's quite likely they are better than nothing.
As Mary Oliver said in the poem above -- and repeated below...