OK, here’s my story…

(the Mayor and Shreiff checking a fall hunting blind / Julie Cook / 2020)

Ok, so I kind of abruptly signed off mid-week with a bit of a sketchy post…
A post eluding to a bit more than met the eye.

So here’s the story….

The Mayor (it’s always the elected officials at fault–just so you know) and the Sheriff
started a new daycare for the new school year.
They started sporadically in July, hitting full stride the past two weeks
as their mom was having to gear back up for the coming school year.

Ohhhhh the coming school year…but I digress.

So the Mayor always gets daycare crud…always…and not just once but throughout
the school year.
In turn, I always get daycare crud because I then have to keep her when she can’t be in
daycare because she has the crud.
I think you see the vicious cycle here.

So this time last week when she came home puny with the crud, her daddy got the crud.
Daddy thought he had strep throat.
He called his doctor…in Atlanta some are still sticking to “telemed”
They told him to go to urgent care.
He did.
They treated him for strep but sent him to go be tested for COVID…or what my
husband sneerily refers to as the Chinese Flu–he says if we can call it the Spanish flu,
we can call it the Chinese flu,…but again, I digress.

So the Mayor’s mom, aka our daughter-in-law, had to tell her principal that her husband
was having to be tested.
That “having to be tested” phrase is a death sentence in our society.

So her principal, despite school starting in person, as well as virtual,
on the very following day, Wednesday, sent her home on Tuesday until the test results
could have a chance to come back.

That also meant the kids had to come home from daycare until we knew the results.
That, in turn, meant she and the kids needed to come to us ASAP…
She was now having to teach totally virtually.
Think March all over again…think Groundhog’s Day.

Possible COVID coming to a 60 and newly turned 71 year old might seem unwise…
but they had already been with us the previous weekend for “Da’s” birthday,
so we figured if we were exposed, well that had happened last weekend…
call us brave, call us stupid–you do what you have to do.

We had dinner plans Thursday evening for our Anniversary but that had to be put on hold.
They came down Wednesday morning and we’ve been running full throttle ever since.

The Mayor still had crud but was feeling footloose and fancy-free.
So I wasn’t worried…plus her dad, our son, felt 100% better after being on
the strep antibiotic… but yet he still had to wait.

If you were ever a teacher then you can understand our daughter-in-law’s sense
of anxiety having to miss the first few days of school.
That would be nerve-racking enough during a normal year, but this is certainly not
a normal year.

As a former teacher, to be home when I wasn’t the least bit sick, would have
felt like sitting on the bench while watching one’s team being down by 7 and knowing
you could easily score to help the day.

So finally, blessedly, our son got the green light late Friday afternoon.
He was COVID free…thank goodness.

Our little motley crew was then ready to pack up and head home to
be together as a family.

Tired, exhausted, I cleaned the house in the aftermath of chaos,
but all the while wondering…what will next week bring.
What will all of this uncertainty bring?

We are all so tired.
So tired of waiting for the other shoe…knowing it will drop…
because it is only a matter of time.

And remember, I’m coming off all hormones…talk about one
massive hot flash!!!

So yeah, that’s my story.

Let us pray for all those affected by this virus and let us pray for
our cities and the poor businesses in those cities affected by the
virus of civil unrest.

Lord hear our prayers!

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.

Lamentations 3:22-23

19 comments on “OK, here’s my story…

  1. hatrack4 says:

    While this has all been happening with you and yours, my wife is back in the hospital. Hopefully coming home today. She had extreme weakness on Thursday – to the point of not being able to stand without additional support. I pulled a few tendons, which are still hurting, but I got her to the car and the ER staff got her out of the car. Their initial diagnosis: a stroke and C-diff. Total quackery and hospital paranoia. Those folks are overworked and getting paranoid about infectious diseases. You say diarrhea and you automatically are diagnosed with C-Diff. Hey, she got a private room!!!

    Now they think she had dehydration and they want to follow up to see if she has a bleeding ulcer. BIG DIFFERENCE!!! Deadly diseases down to something manageable. But they say that if she has a good session of dialysis this morning and the physical therapist can watch her walk 50ft (not expecting much, are they?), then she can come home – unless they throw in something that she cannot do. If they throw in a clinker, she may never leave the hospital.

    Our son starts school a week from Monday in the Memphis area. Their 12-year-old only has 2 days of school each week and the rest on-line. The younger two are going to school every day. After our son passes out workbook packets in the school parking lot for a couple of days, he will be working from home doing virtual music classes – but he has no idea how to do it or how he can observe the children on the other end. Music is too interactive, unless the video could be in both directions. I guess he’ll do the best that he can. And since he fell apart mentally and physically last year, our prayer, now that he is totally off medication, is that he can hold it together this year.

    Best to you and yours. You will one day be over the crud.

    • Praying Mark— I’ve thought about how I would have taught art— how do you spread out those supplies?!
      This is all such a mess—
      And I really think your wife would be getting better faster in normal life as their attention would be better focused

      • hatrack4 says:

        By the edict of the district lead on music, Ben teaches the ORFF method, every student bonks sticks together to teach various rhythms, then you add melody with xylophones, and you build. He has even gotten 3rd graders to compose their own song. How is any of that possible?

        As for my wife, a lot of the issues have stemmed from hospital paranoia. We laughed. At her dialysis session yesterday, there were several people being evaluated to infectious diseases and strokes that they did not have.

    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Your son is still a young man. He’ll adapt. I’m an old lady and was able to navigate through teaching via Zoom. I’m sort of limited in teaching drama this way, since I can only experience working with a face instead of a whole body, but I kind of like not exposing me from the neck down.

      • hatrack4 says:

        He will find a way, but ORFF music teaching theory – required by the district – is about like acting, requiring the whole body.

  2. bcparkison says:

    No one will ever convince me this isn’t chemical warfare.

  3. atimetoshare.me says:

    Out only hope is in the Lord. Even as tough as this all seems right now, He has a plan and will bring order to our current chaos. Hopefully we don’t have to wait for 40 years as they did in old testament times.

  4. oneta hayes says:

    Oh, dear Julie, I’ve been in contact with you every day. Surely the Scare Patrol will soon have stats on how dangerous that is! Virtual exposure. Yep, that’s it! Virtual exposure to the Scare Patrol.

  5. Tricia says:

    Yikes, sounds like you had quote the week! Glad everything turned out ok but you’re right, we are wall waiting for the other shoe to drop. It’s exhausting.

  6. Karen says:

    It sounds like the crud may be almost as infectious as the virus. I’m hoping that you all can stay as healthy as possible under the circumstances.

  7. Dawn Marie says:

    Grateful everyone is doing better, Julie. I still can’t understand why it is there is this much disarray over COVID-19. Every statistical chart I’ve researched or been provided does not add up to this much hysteria being warranted. So many other “at risk of death” comparisons which COVID-19 does not come close to comparing to and yet….here we are.

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