There's So Much More
Got sent home today... didn't really think about it, but yesterday I woke up with a scratchy throat... got a bit better as the day progressed, so I figured it was just a little early morning congestion in my throat... it's definitely the season for it. So today, I woke up... noticed it sore again... and went to work... yesterday was a telework day. Today... it didn't get better... but a little worse as the morning progressed, so being a good employee I did as I was supposed to do and called the nurse, explaining that I had no other symptoms... except maybe a slight cough due to the congestion. Now... I'm home... awaiting my doctor to contact me so that I might get cleared for a CoVID test... it's been almost an hour now... and I am not sure he will get to me today... but I can't go back to work until I have the test done. Things are sooooo much more convoluted due to this virus crap that is going around. I'm 99 percent sure I don't have anything serious... but I'll play alone... Maybe I will have it and get it over with... at least this strand... for now... There are too many variables in the whole dealio. I'm sick of all the limitations, and now even if I do have it and go through it... the limitations don't get any better. I suppose we all have to get used to the way things are now. I don't ever seeing them go back to the way things used to be... especially if there are variants in the virus that are emerging... I've also heard you have to get vaccinated each year, like that flu. If that's the case, I almost feel as though this is a pharmaceutical company's wet dream.
I've been keeping tabs on my daughters since my ex has been gone. She had the tumor removed... along with her spleen and some of her colon. I don't know the specifics, but she had two ports put in for the upcoming chemo treatments and will make a brief visit home soon. I really feel badly for her. I know that what she's having to deal with will be a lot longer than any CoVID I might go through... unless it kills me of course... even then, if I do have it... it won't matter in a few weeks. I'm not afraid of dying... at least not for my part... but I get sad that I might put the loss on my daughters... and possibly a couple of other people on the planet that might miss me long term. But we all live through things and adjust. I know how badly I feel when I've lost certain people from my life... and I dislike the thought of my causing such grief for anyone. I said many years ago that there is a "-" on the years of our tombstone... and our lives can be summed up in that "-" I am hoping when it comes my time to go, that people can look at my tombstone and see more than "-". There's so much more.
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