Wow it’s been a minute, right? Hoping everyone in my blogosphere has been safe and healthy. We have been very lucky.
I didn’t want to write during quarantine for a few reasons. The weight of what was happening in our world felt too heavy for the comic relief that is generally my life and I stayed so low key during quarantine that there was little to write about. The kids were quiet, no dating, no job – days passed uneventfully for the most part. I didn’t even leave my home until early June.
I had a health crisis (does this even surprise anyone anymore?) in late April/early May that lead to the decision I needed my final surgery sooner rather than later. My insides never recovered from Mexico (needless to say my outside was still hideous looking) and I began spiking very, very high fevers that became concerning to my surgeon. He decided I needed the surgery sooner than later and, to my surprise and delight, suggested a plastic surgeon to do the second part of the surgery. Long story short, I had a very major and intensive surgery June 2, spent a long while in hospital while my body tried to remember how to work, and then a longer recovery at home.
10 weeks later I’m happy to report that my heath is excellent, I am able to eat mostly normally and do most active things again. Since the hospital, I’ve been much less frightened about covid and started living (albeit very carefully) again.
Everyone has a different opinion about covid and I’m not here to debate anyone’s opinion. I spent a long, long time in the hospital around multiple doctors and nurses to form my own opinion of how I wanted to live once I was recovered and, so far, I’m glad I’ve been less anxious and uptight about living a mostly careful life. My choices may not be your choices and that’s fine, but I hope we don’t debate or politicize my decision to live the way I have chosen.
Once I decided I was ready to live more normally again I began to expand my germ circle. I visited my sister and spent time with her and her friends. I began to see more friends and welcomed them with hugs and kisses. I had allowed my children out of the home long before I ever left, but was no longer pouncing on them with Lysol spray the moment they walked in the door. I fired up the dating apps. I got my nails and hair done. Life was still too quiet, I’m still unemployed and single, but I began to feel like I could have a bit of normalcy again.
I debated what I wanted to write about. We are in such a horrible state of affairs in the USA that it still feels somewhat banal to write about dating but then I figured that’s pretty much what my blog was designed for so why not?
So, I’m back, I think. I have to see how it feels to write again. I admit I’m quite selfish with my blog and don’t read many other blogs because I’m happy to interact with whomever is here reading and I write to empty my mind.
If you’re here reading, welcome back. I’m always happy to have you. ❤️