It's been a few weeks since I last posted. Though I do have good reasons and let's take a look at those.
War in Europe
Basically I went totally 'Down the Rabbit Hole' again. I simply haven't had enough time to recover from all the fears around COVID for more fears to happen again.
I can't go into this in too much detail as I'm currently coping with it in much the same way as I did in the early stages of COVID. I'm basically reading news headlines once in the morning and once at night and trying to avoid all the conjecture that's going around. If I throw myself in too deeply it takes me to bad places.
I got a small bonus at work and I spent the whole bonus on buying and packing emergency backpacks for the family along with sleeping bags. These are now sitting in the garage so they can be picked up at a moments notice.
Let's hope that at some point soon I can come back to this post and give you the full details, but for now I'm going to park it and move on before the spiral begins.
Glasgow
I went to Glasgow to see a really good friend. When I say really good friend I mean REALLY. Years ago I used to do radio and she was the person I did the show with. We had so much fun and basically did everything together. Then she moved back up to Glasgow and the whole thing came to an end.
Sad times they ended, but great times when it lasted. I spent some time trying to find another radio partner, but it was never the same and so I just gave up.
Not just radio, it's also the friend that set me up with my now husband - and as a result she and her boyfriend (later husband) were the only 2 friends at our wedding acting as our best man and maid of honour. I shall not bore you with the details of the wedding - it was over 20 years ago - but it was amazing and slightly different from the norm.
I love this couple like they are my brother and sister. Imagine my deep sadness when at the end of 2019 they suddenly split up. Because of all the lockdowns and things I have never felt further away from friends. I simply couldn't be with them.
So this was the first opportunity I had to go to see my friend that I did radio with. I still haven't had a chance to catch up with her ex husband - and I'm not sure how to get in touch with him. Though I'd love to have the opportunity to catch up with him again at some point. I love them both the same - it doesn't feel right just being friends with one of them. Though it was him that initiated the split so my soul does feel right that I went to support her first.
The trip was a whirl - my first time travelling for 2 years because of COVID. I went to Glasgow with a friend who is disabled. I have to say I'm only going to travel as a carer (not that I was any use at all) in the future. We got whizzed through all the security and taken to the front of queues in an absolute whirlwind. Friend I travelled with his just finished her stem cell replacement for MS. We all need to keep her fingers crossed it works for her, but it's early days.
On arrival in Glasgow we went straight to watch friends son playing in his band (see video). It was great, though I was the oldest person in the room by about 30 years! And there wasn't a face mask in sight. There was lots of naked flesh - which was a little disturbing. There was one girl there - about 16 dressed exactly as I would have been at 16, with the same hairstyle and same make-up. I had to stop myself (after 2 glasses of wine) going up to her and pointing to myself saying 'this is you in 30 years time'. Probably a good thing as I'm not sure I could have coped with a 16 year old bursting into tears and running home screaming!
After leaving the gig we went back to friends house where we proceeded to talk codshit and drink until 6.00am!!!! Flash forward to next day when I woke up around lunchtime feeling like I'd been hit in the face with a saucepan (maybe I had). Needless to say all plans were cancelled for the day and we curled up and just nattered for the day. Though I was amazed that my 2 friends actually started drinking again. I was basically nil by mouth for the whole day.
Then Sunday arrived and we came back home. I was feeling somewhat wretched.
COVID
Busy day at work on Monday as we're interviewing so I had 3 days of remote interviews in diary. Got to about 11.00 on first day and I felt horrific. So I did a quick COVID test to put my mind at rest.
Guess what - it was positive. So I've got COVID almost to the day of when I had it 2 years ago!
Of course as soon as I knew I had an excuse to feel ill, I felt terrible. So then I had 3 days sitting at my desk holding 12 separate interviews and making sure all the paperwork was setup. A very hard week.
Two of the people we offered to have accepted and one turned us down leaving us at square one for one role. I felt like saying 'don't you know I interviewed you with COVID!!!'.
Interviews were tough. Each time they started I squared my shoulders and put my game face on. As soon as the person left the interview I basically slumped and practically slid off my chair.
Anyway we're through that now. Nobody in my family has COVID. As soon as I tested positive I basically isolated myself in the spare room - which is also my office. So I'm now living and working in one room. I have to say it's beginning to look like the pit from hell.
I'm still testing positive, but hopefully I'll be over it soon. On a positive note, whilst I feel really rubbish it's not in a scary way. I just feel rubbish - currently no cough and temperature only a little bit up (or down). When I had COVID the first time it was definitely worse than this time.
This time I just feel sorry for myself.
So anyway, three week's worth of posts. I'll try to get back to routine next week - but with my brain the way it is at the moment I can't promise anything.
Still not sure where I got COVID from, though I wonder if it was at the gig. That said friend I travelled with thinks that she may be the super spreader as she saw her dad in the morning before we travelled and now he has it. That said I'm all jabbed up and this will hopefully boost my immunity for the future.
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