Journaling Covid-19 – March 20, 21, & 22

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Big Wind off the Sangres

March 20th No one knows how long the Coronavirus will be with us. The exponential curve measuring the rate of infections is alarming. Will people voluntarily limit their exposure to possible infection? Will hospitals be able to keep up with the demand for their services? We have more questions than answers. The number of unknowns is unknown. Someone just said, “When no one is worried, that’s when you should worry.” In my experience, living in a small town of 600, way too many people dismissively smirk when they see me stocking up. Apparently, they think that I’m an alarmist. Their smirk is alarming.

Unemployment claims are climbing, and the Dow is down a third! But I’m supposed to be journaling my personal experiences – experiences that touch all readers – whatever their politics.

Last night I ate half of a five-serving container of Breyers vanilla caramel gelato. I began with one coffee cup of gelato, and then, midway through an episode of BABYLON BERLIN ON Netflix, I filled up the cup again. But I wasn’t satiated. Before we started a second episode, I held the Breyers’ container on my lap and ate directly from the plastic container. Had my tongue been longer, I would have licked the container clean.

2020 03 20 bear pixWhich led me to drawing a parallel between my gorging in the face of a pandemic and bears preparing for hibernation. Perhaps, as I hunker down at home, I’m a lot like a bear putting on fat prior to winter. Thinking this, I went on-line. According to a Yellowstone site, prior to hibernation, bears feast on berries rich in carbohydrates and in doing so, can gain as much as 30 pounds a week!

You do see where I’m going with this? If we all stay home and eat more than usual, we will all gain. Buy stock in Weightwatchers! Say what you will about the health benefits of oatmeal. Give me gelato!

March 21st Yes, we absolutely must listen to updates from the Center for Disease Control and the World Health Organization. We need to listen to the precautions and follow through, but how much news is toxic? But how much news is enough?

We know that listening to the news can be addictive. How many of us are in danger of an over-dose? What is a healthy dose? How does an over-dose manifest itself? What do doctors recommend? One hour a day… two hours a day… ? What is the tipping point? I’m not a doctor, but I’m thinking that listening to or reading about Coronavirus more than two hours a day does not bode well for those who binge.

At some point, the news becomes just noise akin to a pack of high-pitched, yipping coyotes, the drone of a vacuum cleaner, the cry of a teething baby… We’re not exactly listening and taking notes; rather, the news is just dark noise, and we find ourselves lost in it. The stars aren’t out, and we have no sense of direction. If there is a road, we can’t see it.

DSCN9876Yesterday, we drove to Canon City by way of Boneyard Park and Oak Creek Grade. The car radio was off. The landscape was beautiful, but more beautiful still was the fact that despite the mixed weather, so many people were out-and-about hiking on public land. Every trailhead parking space was taken!

 

Apparently, those who were hiking, were practicing preventive medicine.

March 22nd This morning I heard a dog walker say that she wished that she were a dog. I get that: eyes bright and loving; ears up and alert; tail wagging; torso a-quiver with anticipation. If only my eyes were bright and my tail wagging.

My Border collie Oogie speaks to me: “Look at me. I’m here to protect you from the Zombies. I’ll alert you to rattlesnakes, and I’ll keep the deer our of the garden. I love you. Do you love me? Show me! I like to walk. Let’s walk!”

2020 03 better downward dogTo that end I try to channel Oogie. Classically, the downward dog yoga position calls for straight arms and legs on the floor. The goal is to look like a lean and mean inverted ‘V.’ But I cheat: when I do ‘downward dog,’ I look a lot like a dog. I’m on my knees. I lean forward with my arms flat on the floor. My head is also on the floor. My derriere is in the air.

 

Oogie gives me a kiss. He knows a kindred spirit when he sees one.

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About timeout2

I have lived 100 lives. I write essays, short stories, poetry, grocery lists and notes to myself. If I am ever lost, look for a paper trail, but be careful not to trip over any books that lie scattered here and there. I am a reader. I am a reader in awe of writers. When I don't live in Westcliffe, Colorado, I live in London where I am a long-time member of Word-for-Word - Crouch End.
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10 Responses to Journaling Covid-19 – March 20, 21, & 22

  1. Debbie Rabinowitz says:

    Hi Doris, Thanks for your blog. I too am eating more. Last night I ate vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Today I made granola and then a tomato artichoke quiche for dinner. Happy eating and hiking! Best, Debbie

    • timeout2 says:

      Thanks for reading, Debbie. Glad that you are recovered. We were concerned when you were so sick. As for binge eating, given that I had eaten MY gelato, yesterday I was forced to eat MARK’s ice cream – separate, individual boxes of ice cream leads to harmony. Like you, I topped the ice cream with chocolate sauce, but I had used the whipping cream when making scones. The kitchen seems to be meeting many of our needs. Perhaps the heat (the welcoming arms from the stove) is a plus. xo

  2. Inge Munden says:

    Always love reading your comments – they are both insightful and mood elevating when there is little to read that actually makes us feel better. Thank you for writing and sending your blogs.

    • timeout2 says:

      Hi Inge! I went to our last photo club meeting in the Back Room. We numbered three. Sandy, Jill, and me. The small gathering worked for me in that I had taken multiple shots of each item, and we were able to discuss which shot was better and why. Good luck with your deer population. When push comes to shove, you might consider culling the herd.

  3. Denise says:

    Thanks Doris, I always enjoy reading what you write. Stay Well

    • timeout2 says:

      And thank you, Denise, for reading. It is always nice to know that I’m not writing in a vacuum. I love the connection. Not as close as two tin cans and a string, but powerful nonetheless.

  4. Richard Pohanish says:

    Doris,

    Can dogs and cats carry and transfer Covid-19? Hope not.

    Dick

    • timeout2 says:

      Well, Dick, your question made me wonder. I did some looking on-line and although cars and dogs apparently have some variation of the virus, we can’t get theirs and they can’t get ours. Maybe it’s time for you and Dina to get a pet. xo

  5. Jennifer Sweete says:

    Just beautiful, Doris. The pic of your hiking boot – brought a tear. I don’t know why. Feeling sentimental about my hiking days, I guess. Gorgeous photography! Great writing!

    Blessings,

    Jen

    • timeout2 says:

      Thank you, Jen. I’m finding that I tear up more frequently now. It doesn’t take much. Some spring bulbs just poked their heads above ground, and I felt a rush – a miracle of sorts. Yes, the hiking days in our past. My knee and I are back with Dr. Hunter. Can he buy me another six months? Time will tell. Thank you for reading/writing. Our self-imposed isolation is urging us to connect by whatever means. Stay safe.

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