Tag: covid-19

Rain is a Douche

Our plans to cut down a christmas tree today are about to be washed away. Forecasts call for heavy rain to start at exactly the time we were planning to leave on our tree hunt. Oh good.

Hey, did you hear about the new Covid-19 variant that’s popping up in South Africa and early data (which could still be off) is suggesting it could be 500 times more contagious than the Delta variant? Oh good.

What else… I don’t know. I want to get some guitar playing in today, and pretty much all weekend. We’re looking into a minor thermostat upgrade that hopefully will be entirely wireless. We have a ton of turkey dinner leftovers and the stuffing is calling me, but for some reason I have a craving for toast right now. What’s up with that? I wish the kids didn’t have to leave today. I want them to stay, but I don’t want to hold them back, you know? Just call me Robert the Conflicted Red Head. Sounds like a band name.

Negative Again

A week ago Monday I took my mother to the doctor.

Over the weekend we paid a visit to Jen’s mom.

Yesterday I saw Harry and went inside two stores.

Today I’m dealing with a bunch of common cold symptoms. The first hint of illness in about two years.

I took a home Covid-19 test. It came back negative. Kick ass, Covid-free-me.

Two vaccine doses and a booster, you damn well better be Covid free. I got your breakthrough case right here! (Picture me making some sort of rude hand gesture in Covid-19’s general direction)

Indoors is Still Scary

I took my mother to a doctor’s appointment today. It went well, thank you.

Based on the massive traffic I struggled through getting home I would say that pesky pandemic is over. If that’s the case, why was I freaking out so while hanging out at the hospital?

I was cool as a cucumber on the outside, but a basket case of Covid worry on the inside.

I am so ready for this bullshit to end. Get the damn vaccine.

Late Start

No car music today. Maybe tomorrow. Definitely not Saturday. Maybe Sunday. I don’t know. I wanted to do it today but I stayed in bed too late. I had enough time to shave (will wonders never cease?) but not enough to go for a musical drive before work.

Remember the early days of the pandemic lock down? That was either 19 months ago or it was 123,513,641,278,582 years ago. I’m not sure. One of those two. March 2020. I made a working from home pledge to myself that I would continue to get out of bed at the same time I would need to wake up if I still had to drive to work. In March that was probably around 6:00am. Maybe 6:15 at the latest. I would usually try to get up before 6:00 though, just to have some morning routine wiggle room.

I stuck to that pledge for a very long time, but eventually 6:00 started turning into 6:30, then 6:45. Today it was 7:10 or so. One recent morning it was something like 7:50, I think. Jen, the love of my life, likes to be punched in to work by 8:00 so I don’t see myself staying in bed much longer than her. Working from home gives you the luxury of sleeping until 8:59, rolling out of bed, and punching in by 9:00. Fortunately I haven’t gotten that bad yet.

Our return to office plan us currently looking to January. We don’t know the details yet, but come New Year I will be back in the office at least some of the time. I need to get back onto a commuting sleep schedule by then if I can. I probably won’t, but it would make life easier. I’d also be able to get out for car music and maybe even sunrise-at-the-beach photos. Don’t hold your breath though.

Was it the Booster Shot?

I don’t feel sick. At no time since getting the booster shot on Thursday evening at 8:00pm have I felt sick. I was a little alergyish on Friday morning, as I sometimes am when I first wake up, but I never felt sick.

Having said that, is the booster shot I got on Thursday the reason I am so wiped out today? I got the shot Thursday night, they say you might start feeling something after 12 hours. After 14 hours I was outside mowing the lawn, and I did that off and on for a few hours. As out of shape and grossly overweight as I am, mowing the lawn requires me to work my ass off. I did in fact work my ass off. Big time. Last night I got a good nights sleep, better than I usually get, and today when I got up and got my shit together I had to go out to run an errand at an actual store. Covid safety was not pleased with that, but I had a mask and I social distanced the shit out of the joint. Then when I got home I jumped right into my planned project for the morning: Cleaning the holy hell out of the shower. It took forever, and it also took a lot of my very fat and grotesquely out of shape self getting up and down off the floor. Much like the lawn yesterday, today’s task kicked my ass.

I’ve been a mess ever since. My legs are dead weight, my back and shoulders are killing me. I can barely move, and I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.

My question then: Am I still feeling the effects of the shot? If fatigue is a side effect, is that where all of this is coming from? I’m guessing not, but who knows.

My second question: If I am still feeling the effects of the shot, does it change my opinion on whether or not you should get the shot? Fuck no, it does not. Get the damned shot and stop being a science denying idiot. The shot works. Get it. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Do not put the health of your friends and neighbors in jeopardy. Get the mother fucking shot. End rant. Or as HTML would say if rant was an actual tag, </rant>.

Shot Number Three

I had my Pfizer booster shot last night at about 8:00. Almost 13 hours ago. How am I feeling today? Okay. A little bit of a headache, a little stuffy, a little tired. All in all, I am feeling it more today than from either of the first two shots, and this one wasn’t even a full dose. Weird.

The Red Sox loss last night was painful, though really not unexpected. Lots of runners left on base. That’s always hard to stomach. Stealing home though… damn that was just embarrassing and painful and all of it. The good thing about baseball though is that you only have to wait a day before you can clean the slate. Game two is tonight at 7:00 and Chris Sale is starting. Here’s hoping it turns around. If anyone can shut down the Rays, it’s Sale.

I took the day off from work today. My one goal is to not feel sick from the booster and my other goal is to cut the grass. I want to wait until 10:00 or so to give the neighbors a chance to wake up. Beyond that, I just want to get through it, and I will.

For now… just watching Titans and letting the chips fall where they may. Or something like that.

Thursday Morning Hype

Game one of the Red Sox/Rays Division Series is tonight at 8:00ish. Are we psyched? Are we hyped? You know it. The Rays were the best team in the American League this year and the chances of us taking them out are slim to none. No negativity from me though, if any team can take those Floridians out it’s us. The whole team has already had Covid, so we don’t even have to worry about them waging biological warfare or anything crazy like that. I mean, we know how much Florida loves spreading the Covid, right*?

I did a little music today before work. Are you proud of me? I didn’t actually play guitar, I just redid some midi tracks on a GarageBand file for the re-recording thing. I redid all of the drums and bass tracks for one song from the summer. I now have three of those songs patiently waiting for new guitar tracks, and one new song patiently waiting as well. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe this weekend. Someday. Soon.

Okay, folks. Back to work with all of you. Stop surfing around the internet reading boring old people’s brain droolings.

11 hours to game time! Go Red Sox!

*This is sarcasm. The Red Sox’s Covid outbreak recently was awful and dangerous and nothing to laugh at. Also, the Florida state government’s insulting response to Covid is nothing to laugh about. The governor of Florida seems to think the best way to drum up support for a run for president in 2024 is to let as many of his constituents die of an easily preventable disease as possible.