“I feel like Batman beat me up,” a teacher friend told me a day after she received her second COVID vaccine.
“Adam West Batman or Ben Affleck Batman?”
“Christian Bale hockey pants Batman.”
True. Freaking. Statement.
I can confirm: the second (Pfizer) vaccination side effects are rather unpleasant, especially when you already exist in a state of chronic inflammation. It’s so incredibly worth it, though. TL;DR? Get your vaccine.
There is talk of letting the virus run its course. Of murdering people in the name of “herd immunity”.
Tell me: If someone goes to an understaffed, overworked, jam-packed hospital ER with no beds available and not enough surgeons to go around, then ends up dying from neglect because it’s the best the medical staff can offer during the height of a preventable second massive wave of a pandemic, is that counted as a COVID death?
Adventures await us on the other side of this pandemic. I can’t help it if I’m a little impatient, though.
“Tired? Aren’t you jazzed and energized from all that dancing?” she asked, since she’d seen me clumsily bouncing and spinning in a tired circle through the front window. “Exercise always gets me going!”
I laughed in reply; I have had this conversation more times and with more people than I can count.
Oscar Wilde claimed that there are but two tragedies in this life: 1. not getting what you want, and 2. actually getting it. Then, I suppose, there are the two most incredible joys: the unexpected treasures and experiences that simply drop into your lap one day… and the ones you didn’t know you had waiting for you all along.
Apparently, one of the keys to managing this lovely autoimmune condition of mine is to lower the amount of stress I experience on a daily basis. Anyone…… Read more “My Grief Diet: Saying “No” To Emotional Whiplash”
I take no issue in finding my own reasons for being here. I exist to learn hard lessons from some and to teach hard lessons to others;…… Read more “On Existence: The Legacies We Leave”
“Hmm, it looks like your Hashimoto’s antibodies are still high.”
“Wait–I have Hashimoto’s?” I demanded. “I thought I just had hypothyroidism!”
“Oh, yes. You have Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis.”
He then continued talking, like he hadn’t just dropped the bomb that I had an autoimmune disease.
Polyglot. Adjective. Definition: Knowing or using several languages. Why not become a polyglot in all the love languages? A few days back, I was chatting online with a…… Read more “Live Happily Ever After: Become A Love Language Polyglot”
