Is it Cheer up Buttercup or It’s my Party and I can cry if I want to?
First of all, John Prine is in critical condition. John Prine.
I don’t live in Nashville anymore but I grew up there from 1977-1998. And when I was living there and got old enough to taste freedom and what I thought was adulthood ” a driver’s license” Lightning 100 came on the scene. It was and maybe still is a hell pf a radio station. I remember Mr. Prine or the Bodeans. Lightning 100 woke me up to folk and bluegrass being accessible and mixing with country and rock.
Sorry- I got side tracked. But I mean John Prine means something to us. His music has soothed me and let me feel real sadness.
Corona Virus is seriously making me reconsider how to behave in the world. I am adapting.
Actually- to be honest I have some questions.
- Is it true that if you or your child is hospitalized with COVID19, that you have to be hospitalized alone? So if Mim got sick, would she stay in the children’s hospital alone? That doesn’t seem right. Anybody know the real answer.
- If you live in a condo with 4 children who are partly grown, is it acceptable to go on a trail that is not populated and walk around or wade in a creek? Given that there will be no stops for gas or snacks. And no close encounters with anyone. 6 feet apart at least.
I don’t understand why so many people leave town. I hear their justifications. I understand our individual circumstances. I want to stay in Atlanta to be near Children’s Hospital of Atlanta. Mim does not have any high risk characteristics or symptoms. But just in case, I think CHOA will be well prepared for her.
Up and Down. I definitely seesaw up and down with my emotions but also with my commitment to quarantine. One minute, everyone in this house is staying home all day. The next minute- everyone go outside we are walking around the block. Mim and I go for rides through Atlanta neighborhoods letting Frida and Linus hang their heads out the car windows. I actually fear that we will have a car accident on one of our aimless drives and then we will cause people to come in contact with us or we will have to go to the ER for a broken arm or stitches.
I only go to my one grocery store because i think that is limiting the people we come in contact with, If Mim has to go with me, I make her sit in the cart. But she touches the groceries I put in the car and then she incessantly bites her fingertips and I cram my pleas to stop back down my throat because it is impossible for her to stop while anxious. If I fuss or suggest she stop, it increases her worry and the intensity of the biting. A negative feedback cycle.
I tell her we can’t eat the groceries in the store because we need to go home and wash our hands first. She accidentally holds her bag of jelly beans in her teeth as she looks for the penny she found in the parking lot. Taking children out of the house at all- is fraught with danger or at least possible Corona.
Maybe we are carriers. Who knows. Maybe we are infecting people as we place our groceries on the conveyor belt for the cashier.
So obviously, I’m a mixed up mess and yet, I am coping really well and have not even yelled today.
I did take an 90 minute nap and I got take out BBQ that I can’t actually afford and I finished the Tiger King Netflix show. But I read a book so maybe that cancels out some of the negatives.
Please. Oh, Please. Tell me your songs that allow you to feel those big feelings.
I love you.
Stay safe. Wash your hands and stay home- Wait. I can’t say that because I took the kids on a hike in an empty forest by a creek/ drainage ditch. So stay away. But text us and check in and make sure you are safe. I miss you.