Wellness Wednesday – Alone

For the last week, I’ve been operating at greater-than-normal stress levels. My son has covid, his school kicked him out of the dorms because of that (there may be a lawsuit involved here), Jason had to travel to get him and then spent 13 hours in the same car as him when M was contagious, and our whole family is under lockdown. I’m trying to take care of the household – including the things that Jason normally does, since he’s quarantined to his room – plus take care of two people who can’t leave their room. I’m monitoring symptoms and temps, making sure all of us wear masks/gloves and use the right bathrooms and all the rest. It’s exhausting on top of the stress and worry that I may lose a family member in the near future. Furthermore, I’m now isolated from 99% of my support system. I can’t see friends or family even at a distance, nor can I go for group hikes. Christmas is canceled completely because my household family can’t risk getting anyone else sick. And beyond that, I can’t even leave the house to exercise. Once again, I’m basically confined to my room for the next few weeks.

All of this sort of snowballed over the first few days of this last week. I was handling things well until Sunday evening, when Morrigan – who’d had no symptoms in the first day he was home – suddenly spiked a fever again. He’s right in that relapse period where you’ve felt better but now it’s coming back, which is of course a very dangerous time. After getting him set up with medicine etc, I went back to my room to try to busy my brain with a few other things. I opened up my GGS personal coaching program, and found that I had a second-quarter form to fill out rather than a normal weekly form. The form noted that we were halfway through the program, and then asked 1) what we were most proud of achieving over the last six months, and 2) what behavior-based goals did we want to work on over the next four weeks. Looking at those two questions, overloaded with stress, anxiety, and fear, I broke down.

Alone. Not just because I’m isolated, unable to even hug Jason for weeks. Not just because I have no access to my support system or family, or because this will be the most depressing holiday season ever. Alone, because once again, I’ve spent years trying to root out the cause of what’s screwing over my body, and there’s nobody else who can help with that. My doctors all gave up long ago and assume there’s simply nothing wrong. Each time I move to a new doctor, I start the process over, and they give up in the same place. Each time I try a new program, things get worse. What have I accomplished through the last six months of this very expensive program? Absolutely nothing. I’ve done nothing, learned nothing, gone nowhere. Not that I haven’t tried – I’ve done every single thing they’ve asked of me. But the problem is…I was already doing 95% of what they’ve asked.

What is the point of making behavior-based goals when the goals are nothing more than boxes to check off a list, and don’t actually lead anywhere? Nothing I do matters. Literally the only reason I keep trying is because I know what happens when I give up, and I’m not willing to do that. I have to keep hoping that one day, something will click, and I’ll find the answers, or find someone else who can find the answers.

So yes, staring at those first two questions on my quarterly survey Sunday evening, I just started sobbing. Hell, I’m trying not to start sobbing again just writing all this. And I did express all this to my program coaches. I told them that the further I got into the program, the more I lost faith that it would help me, because I’m not learning anything new (about fitness, about food, about the right mindset, about myself…). I thought there would be new insights here, but apparently I’ve been studying health and fitness for so long that a personal coach adds nothing to my knowledge. The things they’ve asked me to do don’t help me to achieve my goals. It’s not their fault – they’re not doctors, they can’t tell me what’s wrong with my body, and my body resists any actions I take no matter who mandates them! My coaches are nice people and I know they’ve been trying their best. They’ve put far more into this than I expected. But even with their best, not only have I not made any progress, but I’ve gone backwards over the last two months.

My body isn’t well. My brain isn’t well. And the past six months have been hard. I gave up my plans for the future and now am once again not sure of what I want to do. I discovered that I no longer love writing the way I used to. Even running – my primary goal for this year – has basically been nixed since early October when my body went crazy. I’m much further from all my goals today than I was a year ago. Now, with losing the last of the things that gave me joy this year – my hiking group, my distant-and-masked visits with a few select friends and family, my outdoor exercise – I am flattened. Defeated. And horribly alone.

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Note the first: My coaches responded with sympathy and by asking what they could do on their end to help. They are the best of people, even if the program isn’t helping me. They don’t judge me, or tell me that I’m doing something wrong, or anything. That’s what personal coaching should be!

Note the second: I saw a new doctor yesterday regarding the bloodwork I had done on Nov 29th. She listened and immediately recommended that I see several specialists (endocrinologist and rheumatologist) rather than continuing to plod on with treatments for PCOS which don’t help – and may actually be harming me. She’s transferring my care primarily over to her, and wants to start working as a group with multiple doctors to get to the root of this 6.5-year problem. I saw her the morning after I drafted this post, and while I still don’t know if things will get better now, I’m thankful to have a doctor who is listening again. Hopefully this time, it’ll last.

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Find Me, by Anne Frasier (audio)

When a notorious serial killer offers to lead detective Daniel Ellis to the bodies of his victims, the investigator is willing to provide anything the man wants. Daniel believes his mother is one of the killer’s victims, and wants closure 30 years after she disappeared. But one of the stipulations of this outing is that the killer wants to see his daughter, Reni Fisher, who was once used as bait in his killing sprees, and who has to overcome the trauma of her childhood to grant this wish.

This book popped up as an Audible daily deal, and it looked interesting enough to spend five bucks on. As far as mysteries/thrillers/crime novels go, it was on the better side. The psychology was well-researched. The various Stuff that happens unfolded gradually and without any exploitative vibes. There were some twists, but nothing too unexpected or out of character. It won’t be a book that’ll stick with me forever or anything, but it was a fun listen and provided a change of pace as I work my way through a second read of Rhythm of War. (Sometimes, a nearly-60-hour audiobook just needs to be broken up into different listens!)

Performance: Erin Bennett narrates the audiobook, and does a good job. It’s my first listen by her, and I have no complaints.

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Sunday Coffee – Favorite Photos of November

Hello everyone! I didn’t take quite as many photos this month as usual, but still found a dozen that I really love.

Left to right: sun shining through a tree at Lost Maples; Atticus and Jojo (my two bonded kitties) cuddled up for sleep; a plane flies over the trail by Salado Creek Greenway

Left to right: wet autumn leaf; cozy morning coffee; shadow in the new garden

Top left: Gavroche gives me a long-suffering look as Atticus tries to steal his spot on the windowsill. Bottom left: Fellow hiker Jennine pretends to be stuck in a crevice at Lost Maples. Right: new plants for the new garden

Left to right: someone stacked a cairn at the entry to the clearing with the giant tree, and spiderwebs trailed off it; the most Texan Christmas ornament ever (Santa mariachi with bobble legs, ha!); home as the sun begins to set

All the above photos were taken by me and unfiltered. However, I can’t not include this next photo, which Jason took of us with my camera – he has longer arms, heh – on Thanksgiving. We don’t get a lot of good photos together, but this one is just awesome!

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Quarantine Diaries – Week 38

It was a bad week. On Wednesday evening, my oldest son called to tell us he was positive for covid. Morrigan had been sick for a few days, but it took that long for the test results to come in. He had a lot of the classic symptoms – fever, nausea, cough – but as of that night, no difficulty breathing. To complicate matters, he was supposed to move from the dorms into a room rental on Airbnb (that he’d already paid for, someone else living in the main house) on the 10th, which clearly can’t happen now. So a flurry of phone calls followed on Thursday to housing, Airbnb, the health department, etc. Student housing suddenly decided that we needed to pick him up immediately – that day, they said, though we stressed that we live 800 miles away and simply can’t do that!

So Jason left this morning and will stay in a hotel tonight, then checking Morrigan out of his dorm tomorrow morning. They should be back by tomorrow evening. Then we’ll all be in quarantine in different parts of the house for the next few weeks. It means a lot of changes in plans – Morrigan can’t return to his job (they put him on a leave of absence), Jason and I had to cancel our anniversary weekend trip (supposed to be next weekend), I’ve handed off the hikes I was scheduled to host, etc. We did a big grocery run yesterday to make sure we’re stocked for the next few weeks, and we’ll manage as best as possible. It does seem really f–ed up that the housing department wants him to travel while he’s still contagious rather than let us pick him up in a week when he should be safer for everyone. It’s not like he has any roommates at the moment – he’s completely isolated in his dorm room! And his housing contract says he’s paid through the 10th. But it is what it is. Sigh.

(J and newborn M, Oct 2000)

Anyway. In the meantime, we got a care package to Morrigan on Wednesday night (ordered locally for delivery so it could get there right away): medicine, easy to eat foods, comfort items, etc. And when I talked to him yesterday, he was feeling a bit better. Not all the way better of course – and not happy about coming home – but improving. Hopefully he’ll be 100% better soon, and the rest of us can stay safe and covid-free. At least Morrigan will be able to return to his job at some point, and he got a full refund from Airbnb!

So many people I know are falling to covid now. I have multiple friends whose families were suddenly felled this week. My sister-in-law is still not doing well, having one of those late relapses into coughing. My brother-in-law and his wife got sick at the beginning of the week, but thankfully their tests came back negative yesterday. Morrigan’s roommate, who left for San Antonio a week before Morrigan got symptoms, had to be tested along with his whole family, and thankfully their tests came back negative, too. Everyone always gets sick around this time of year, and that’s obviously going to be worse during a pandemic. We’re all playing the “is it covid or is it something else” game. Things are getting really scary right now. It feels almost claustrophobic. Especially with my family going on full lockdown – can’t even leave for exercise after tomorrow evening – for the next two weeks.

(SA trends over the last couple weeks)

San Antonio’s numbers this week: 83,885 cases, 1,372 deaths, 795 seven-day rolling average, 9.2% positivity rate (down 0.8%). A few notes on these. First, the seven-day average includes several days of very low numbers because city-run testing sites were closed for holiday weekend. We’ve had some days with 1500 cases, so it’s likely that average will go way up next week. Second, the positivity rate did go down this week – however, city health leaders say this is likely because there were an exponentially high number of people (without symptoms or exposure) getting tested before Thanksgiving (trying to give themselves a “safe” marker for family gatherings). The rate will likely also increase next week. Hospital rates are still generally going up, but not nearly as exponentially as we saw with our spike this summer. This is attributed to people getting tested and treated earlier in the disease, as well as some better treatments we have now vs June/July.

Meanwhile, people are starting to protest again. There was a petition to impeach the mayor because of his (extremely minor) Thanksgiving weekend curfew. Then a group of men with Prump 2020 flags (give it up, it’s a lost cause, guys) went to the Alamo an hour after curfew and started yelling, “Fine me!” Okay, dudes. They had the audacity to declare this protest as equal to the Black Lives Matter protests. Rolling my eyes so hard here. The city didn’t respond to either of these things. I have to guess that the city leaders were privately rolling their eyes, too. After the holiday weekend, Metro Health put out a directive that strongly recommends not dining in (at all) or gathering indoors with people outside your household. Furthermore, they say to avoid any indoor activities that involve yelling, singing, or exercising with people not in your household. None of this is enforceable, but they strongly recommend it. The governor won’t let us enforce anything really – despite the fact that cases have gotten so bad in Texas (over 17,000 cases daily for the last two days!) that even the White House is urging aggressive testing and stronger mitigation efforts here! You know it’s bad if the Prumpster’s administration is actually saying something!

Metro health has also said that if you got together with people over Thanksgiving, you should assume you’re positive and get tested. We had a tiny (mom, stepdad, sister) gathering in our garage (above), each household away from each other, garage door open, masks on except when eating. (You can’t tell from this pic, but it was pouring outside, hence not being on our deck.) We took all the precautions, and aren’t going to worry about getting tested at this point (except perhaps my sister, who traveled here and home via plane). In other home news, the local high school had 9 students and 2 teachers test positive just in the first four days back from break. The school district’s response to the uptick in the area? Kids are no longer allowed to use neck gaiters as masks. I mean, we’ve only known they are worse than wearing no masks for months now…

Last bit of news is actually a story of this week’s total covid-a$$hole: As Jason was leaving the grocery store on yesterday, a man approached the store. This man was wearing a confederate flag bandana around his neck (always a danger sign!). He spotted a hispanic woman with a baby, walked over to them, and fake-coughed loudly on them. Then he pulled his bandana over his mouth (but not his nose, of course!) and walked into the store. UGH. I’m not normally an advocate for violence, but frankly, I wish the woman had given that man a good knee to the privates. And then called the cops on him for assault. That man’s behavior was absolutely unacceptable!!

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November 2020 in Review

It was a momentous month in so many ways. Covid is back on a major rise, worse than it’s been so far. The presidential election has been strung along for weeks and weeks with the Prumpster still grouching about his very obvious, not-at-all-related-to-fraud loss. There was Thanksgiving, which felt so weird away from family, without even having Morrigan home from school. Lots of health problems, Stormlight Archive, and house-issues rounded off November.

(on top of a mountain when Biden/Harris officially won)

Books
While there have been other books this month – including the absolutely wonderful Invisible Life of Addie LaRue – the month was dominated by the Stormlight Archive. I always knew that would be the case, with the release of Rhythm of War midway through November. But the month also saw my reread of Oathbringer and a new Stormlight novella called Dawnshard. I’ve been steeped in the Cosmere for the last few weeks, and don’t plan to come out of the haze any time soon!

Goals
Not much to say this month, since nearly all the goals still left on this list are all covid-impacted. I’m in the process of making 2021 goals right now! I did finish all of my 2020 book priorities (only Rhythm of War was left!), as well as my Autumn Bucket List.

Health
In October, I talked about the weird stuff that started to happen in my body, and November just kept along that route. My weight continued to skyrocket upwards for no reason. My feet are misaligned and my gait has affected my whole body, so I can’t run at all anymore without severe pain (even after getting new, personally-fitted shoes). Hell, I can’t even go for a slow walk around the block without pain right now! I haven’t had a full night of sleep in several weeks, even with medication. I keep getting weird skin-burning patches on my arms (feels like sunburn, without any exposure to sun). My calves have constant red streaks up the backs of them that are a circulation issue ( <– compression socks in an attempt to alleviate this!). Every part of my body is swollen, even my tongue! On the 30th, I got blood work done, and am waiting for results and to see a (new) doctor. Hopefully I’ll have answers soon, because these last two months have been really f-ed up!

In better news, I’ve done well on cutting out coffee. There were only two days in all of November that I had more than two cups, and toward the end, I dropped down to one cup per day a few times. I didn’t quite make it to zero by the 27th, my original goal, but I’m getting closer.

House
Right away on the 1st, Jason discovered an issue behind our siding. He had to cut some of it away in building our deck walls, and when he did that, he found signs of Stupid and/or Lazy Contractors. When they installed the outlet back there, they cut through the fire-board and insulation that protects the house! They left big holes in the fire-board, which means that the house has been a major fire risk ever since then (we have no idea when this happened). It’s also how all the mice were getting in the house when we first moved in. The mice are gone now thanks to pest control, but Jason pulled at least four old nests out from the wall. He patched it all up and got it fixed, but now we have to replace the rest of it in December, which is just another drain on our finances. Sigh. Plus, at the end of the month – while taking off more of the siding to start the replacement process – he found mud daubers living inside the frickin’ siding!!!!! I am terrified of wasps and refuse to go out into the backyard or onto the deck until these are all dead and gone.

The good news is that after the wasps are exterminated, the back deck is now usable! We still need to finish the railings, but we have a floor, heh, and it’s lovely out there. And while Jason was working on all of that, I planned out the next couple sections of our front yard. The local nursery had a bunch of the right plants for sale, so I went ahead and cut through the next section of turf, and finished xeriscaping that area (above). It looks so pretty. I hope a lot of these plants survive. You never know how these things will work out. So far so good! (PS – I’m pretty sure that the manual labor involved in using a grub hoe and shoveling dirt/sod is the root cause of my hip/knee/shin/foot issues, cascading down from really horrible sciatica.)

Highlights of November
This has become my favorite little section to look back on when I go back to old in-review posts. I’m so glad I’ve kept it! Here are the good happenings of November:

  • pumpkin muffins
  • all the election memes, especially re: Nevada
  • Dawnshard arrived!!! And it was soooooo good!
  • Madame Vice President
  • all the beautiful colors at Lost Maples
  • new Kavu sling bag –>
  • discovering another series by Elly Griffiths that I didn’t know was out there, with the first few of them free via Audible Plus!
  • planning a (safe, secluded) weekend getaway for Jason’s and my 21st anniversary, while still keeping our formerly-canceled Planniversary trip (for our 20th) tucked away for post-pandemic times
  • Rhythm of War Rhythm of War Rhythm of War…
  • chocolate chip cookies mmmm
  • artists in the wild –>
  • picking out plants and finishing the next section of the yard
  • having multiple outdoor spaces (covered and not) to see a couple family members safely during the holiday season
  • cranberry orange muffins, mmm…
  • seeing my mom and sister the day after Thanksgiving!
  • Christmas decorations!

Coming up in December
Christmas season is upon us, and I have no idea what that’s going to look like in this weird, weird year. Especially with Morrigan flying in for a week and needing to be under quarantine during that time. Maybe I’ll be hosting a socially-distant-and-masked mini-party on my deck (or in my garage, heh) again. I guess that’s one good thing about Texas – it rarely gets so cold during winter days that we can’t be outside! (It’s summer that’s a problem for us, all those 100+ degree days…)

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Rhythm of War, by Brandon Sanderson (audio)

I’m not going to write up a summary of this. For one, it’s WAY too complicated. For another, it wouldn’t make any sense to people who haven’t read earlier books, and would spoil earlier books besides.

Let me start by saying this: On first read, I didn’t necessarily like the book. Absolute shocker, yeah? On a book I expected to be my favorite of the year, and the one I’d literally been looking forward to for three years? But yeah. My first impressions were of a book that was generally well-written, and which had lot of interesting new developments, but just felt off for me. I knew this had a lot to do with how I read the book – the first 19 chapters over several months of pre-release, followed by a frantic two-day read of the remaining 900+ pages – and the fact that my favorite character (Shallan) was missing from a giant chunk of the book. I knew that I needed another, slower, audio reread to fully immerse myself into the world and begin to make connections. The reason that I don’t normally swallow 1200-paged books in two days is because then I’m too close to truly see them.

I know that this is a bit of a weird thing and probably has to do with my synesthesia, but I tend to see stories as having shape. And I mean, literally see them that way, as in, when I picture a story, it has physical form that has nothing to do with the traditional book shape, or even the traditional story arc. Rhythm of War, for instance, felt like a glass cube or terrarium with structures inside, all lined up and regular and unable to flow organically because there were walls on all the sides to keep them held in. Frustratingly contained, with new information that got caught in corners but with no resolutions (yet), emotions smothered: a picture-perfect model of a book, rather than the frenetic energy that I’d expected. It’s not anything like those that come before it. And I wasn’t sure that 1) I liked it, and 2) that it would feel the same on a second, longer read.

It didn’t take a second, longer read for me to make the connection. In fact, I was literally 2.5 hours into this 57.5-hour audiobook when it suddenly clicked:

The Way of Kings is Kaladin’s book. Its shape is that of a sluggish heartbeat, pulses upward followed by long, slow, painful persistence. The structure and writing of the book reflected Kaladin’s struggles with depression, and the waves of his moods.

Words of Radiance is Shallan’s book. It is a tapestry, a puzzle with bits weaving in and out in complex layers, all pulling tighter and tighter until a full picture is revealed. If Shallan were a writer rather than an artist, this would be the way she would create. (Notably, this is much closer in structure to my favorite kinds of books, so it’s no surprise that this is my favorite in the series, and the one I could read – and did read – a dozen times in a row without tiring of it!)

Oathbringer is Dalinar’s book. It is a pulsing mass of darkness that rises and rises to an unbearable level of pain and then keeps going. And going. And going. Until one small change, and suddenly…the darkness no longer has a hold. The book’s structure mimics a particular scene in the book, magnified. It feels like a gruesome ultramarathon with the most perfect runner’s high when you cross a certain line.

And this book. Rhythm of War. This was meant to be Venli’s book. It’s Venli’s flashbacks, Venli’s progression, Venli’s book. But from the very beginning, it never felt like hers to me. This is Navani’s book. Navani the queen who holds everything together. Navani the scholar who gives herself no credit. Navani – the woman who organizes the world into lines and who brings order to chaos. Like a story, built inside a terrarium, contained and neat and emotionally controlled.

Cue Awespren.

I don’t know why I didn’t see it before, with earlier books. Sanderson has written them in a way to reflect the primary narrator’s experience of the world, even when that narrator is not on screen. If this isn’t a testament to master craft, I don’t know what is!

And so I go into the majority of my second read of Rhythm of War with a very different attitude and understanding. Yes, I’m sure that I will pick up a thousand things I missed on the first, rushed read. I’m sure I’ll start to make Cosmere connections, and see hints that I skipped over before, and yeah yeah yeah. But this. The experience of the books right down to the shape in which they’re written…that alone just gave Rhythm of War its place among my favorites.

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As of posting this review, I’m about halfway into my second read of the book via audio. As expected, I’m making a lot more connections now, and some of what I previously thought were loose ends were actually just me being too tired to figure stuff out on first read. It’s as if this time, instead of looking into the terrarium from above, I’m inside it and exploring the ecosystem from within. While it’s too soon to say for sure, it’s very possible that Rhythm of War will move from third to second spot in my hierarchy of favorites in this series. I’m enjoying it so much this time around. Clearly, I shouldn’t binge-read these books when they come out. Also, hurrah for Michael Kramer and Kate Reading, who do the most amazing job with the audiobook and bring the story to life!

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Sunday Coffee – Autumn Bucket List Wrap-Up

I certainly set myself up a tall order by creating an Autumn Bucket List that had 27 items on it to be done between Sept 1st and Nov 27th! A lot of them were small, but still! Sheesh. But hey – I got it done! All 27 mini-goals!

In order of completion:

Buy brown boots: done, 9/1. This has been on my autumn goal list for several years and I still hadn’t managed to do it. Imagine my surprise when this was my first completed goal from the list. Laurence wanted to hit up Goodwill, and I happened to see these. They looked to be the right size, though I couldn’t try them on until I got home (I needed socks, plus I always clean any shoes that aren’t brand new!). They’re a tiny bit tight, but not bad for $10! Probably won’t last more than a season, but hey, I have brown boots!

Participate in RIP: All through September and October, first book finished on 9/2

Annual women’s exam: Done, 9/8

Decorate for Halloween: Done, 9/19 – though I didn’t have a chance to buy a new decoration for our home until two days later. Picture below includes some of my favorite decorations from years past, clustered together on top of the piano this year.

Buy pumpkins: done, 9/23

Install a ghost circle out on the lawn: done, 9/25

Have a family fireside night: done, 9/29, and later again on 10/28

Run the Gourdy’s Pumpkin 5K: done, 9/30

Use up at least a quarter (13 cubes) of my old wax melts: 13th used up on 10/6, though admittedly, five of those were tossed after we discovered that their scent gave us all major headaches. Despite this goal being technically done, I continued to work through as much of the old wax as possible.

Find a new dentist and get my teeth cleaned: Not my favorite thing in the world tbh, but it had been about 16 months since my last cleaning (due to changing insurance, my primary dentist then closing their doors, then covid), so it needed to be done. 10/8

VOTE!!: Took 2 hours and 15 mins to get through the line, but it’s done! 10/14

Finish the next phase of xeriscaping the front yard: This was originally meant to include both a pathway all along the driveway up to the house, plus a paved seating area. However, due to some extra monetary issues this fall, Jason and I decided to do just the pathway along the driveway. Done 10/23

Drink coffee outside on a chilly morning: our first chilly morning was on 10/24. I made it through about about half my coffee before scooting back inside, haha!

Accessorize with a scarf; Accessorize with one of my beanies: Both of these goals ended up completed on 10/27, the first day we had a major cold front come through (as in, not getting out of the 40s all day). I met with Natalie and showed her to the gorgeous Big Tree that I’ve discussed in the past, because I knew she would find the place exactly what she needed, and I was so stressed that spending some time in nature with her was exactly what I needed. Even though it was 40s-feels-like-30s, it was a wonderful couple of hours spent out there together. (PS – Nat took the photo – and that’s not quite half of the trunk of the tree…)

Make hot chocolate: homemade hot chocolate on 10/28 for national chocolate day! Made over an outdoor fire, no less!

Run the Dia de los Muertos Night Run 5K: done, 10/29

Dress up for Halloween; Celebrate Halloween however covid allows this year: I’ve combined these two because they’re interrelated. And because I had a two-day celebration on the 30th and 31st. It started with a girls’ night out by the Pearl – a small group of hikers walking along the riverwalk with masks, followed by an outdoor dinner by an Ofrenda. I wore my cat domino mask for part of the night. My original intention for Halloween was to go as a black cat and give out candy in a socially-distanced way. However, my hiking group put together a haunted hike at my favorite local trails, so I volunteered to be one of the leaders. The domino mask would have limited my vision too much, so I recycled my skeleton costume from 2018 for the hike (with a sugar skull face mask!). I also put together Tootsie Pop ghosts to stand in a block of foam so that we could give out treats to kids without any contact.

Make pumpkin muffins: done 11/3, and they were yummy!

Decorate for Thanksgiving: done 11/3. Actually, I’m not quite sure why I made this a goal. This literally involves removing all the Halloween decor that doesn’t also extend to general autumn decor. The only Thanksgiving-only decoration we have is a wicker cornucopia that is on its last legs… In any case, Jason and I put the Halloween stuff away while we waited for election results to roll in. (That first night. Because, you know, it took five days to get an actual result.)

Prep Christmas cards: done 11/10

Donate blood: done 11/16

Host a personal celebration for the Rhythm of War release: RoW released on 11/17. Unfortunately, I woke up at 4am that day, but on the bright side, that meant I could download the audiobook early! (A big deal when at the last release, the Audible servers literally crashed due to the number of downloads!) I started my listen from after the pre-release chapters, and continued until I could go to BN when they opened. Got my copy, spent some time talking to the folks there (also big fans who had their own copies set aside!), and headed home. Pretty much spent the next two days doing nothing BUT read, but Jason made me chocolate chip cookies and I delighted in those while ignoring the rest of the world for two days. Heh. Oh! And of course I dressed up for the release in my Kaladin/Syl shirt!

Plan and begin buying Christmas gifts: Took longer than I wanted, but Jason and I finally started making up lists and purchases on 11/21.

Celebrate Thanksgiving however covid allows; Make traditional Thanksgiving foods if celebrations must be immediate family only: Just like at Halloween, I’m combining these last two goals as they’re interrelated. Covid definitely affected how things had to be handled this year, and we had no major family gathering. Instead, I spent the day before Thanksgiving in a pre-holiday hike with five wonderful ladies. On the day proper, my family made all the traditional foods that my family wanted. My requests included turkey breast, craptastic store-bought stuffing (ha!), and cranberry orange muffins (which I made myself! The only thing I made. Because I am definitely not the house chef!). There were, of course, a lot more than just those foods. And plenty of leftovers.

Beyond food, we watched the Macy’s parade in the morning, and then football all afternoon. We FaceTimed with Morrigan in the evening, took family photos, etc. Then the day after Thanksgiving, my mom, stepdad, and sister came to the house for an outdoor, socially-distant celebration. We all brought our own food and sat in different corners of our garage, with the door open. (It was pouring rain, or we’d have sat on the deck!) With masks on, we were practically yelling our conversations across the room, ha! But nonetheless, it was a nice couple of hours. Sadly, I didn’t get any pictures. Oh well. I’m just so glad I got to see everyone. I’ve only seen the three of them each twice since the pandemic began.

*****

This project was a lot of fun and most of these goals on here were 100% doable even if there were tons of them. I like busy autumns! And I think I’m going to continue making roughly seasonable goals for myself by drawing and coloring them in, the same way I did for summer and fall. Though…winter won’t have nearly so many. Because come on. Heh.

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Quarantine Diaries – Weeks 36 and 37

Well. Things are getting dire out there, aren’t they? We really need a national mask mandate, some stronger lockdowns, real financial help for both people and businesses, and a vaccine. Speaking of the latter, there seems to be several vaccines getting close to ready. We’re to the point here where a vaccine distribution committee has been created for SA and a plan begun for the eventual release, whenever it comes. I really hope there’s continued good news on that. Last I heard, general population looks to be receiving the vaccine closer to April next year, but even getting the vaccine out to healthcare workers and the vulnerable populations would vastly improve this situation!

Week 36 – Nov 13 to 19
71,377 cases, 1,309 deaths, 321 seven-day rolling average (up 38/day), 9.4% positivity rate (up 1%). As expected, hospital admissions, ICU patients, and patients on ventilators have all continued their steady increase. We’re at about a third of the level we were at back in July when we peaked.

It really hit home this week how badly things have been going in the more rural areas of the country, especially in the Midwest, which didn’t have as many covid cases over the summer as the metro areas. My in-laws’ county, where my boys and I stayed in July when things got really bad here, has had an astonishingly horrific surge. That month I was there, they went from 31 total cases when I arrived to 96 when I left. Even then, they were starting to creep up. But now, they’re at 3,023 cases, which doesn’t sound like much until you factor in the low population: 6.7% of the entire county’s population has contracted covid since the pandemic began. To put that in perspective, if that were the percentage here, our case total would be around 134,000 – almost twice as high as it actually is. It is now much, much worse up where they live and rapidly rising – a single week ago, that percentage was 4.4% of the county and under 2000 cases… (Hard to see, but in the photo below, the one really dark county in northwest WI is theirs.)

(Source: NYTimes)

At home in SA, cases are still going up here, but not to the extent of other locations. Nearby Kerrville had the virus rip through one of their nursing homes, killing seven already. A new study has found that one in six Texans are infected, and the governor is currently refusing to tighten restrictions (or let local governments tighten restrictions). HEB (the local grocery) has started to put product limits back on typical hoarding items like toilet paper, because yes, the hoarding has started again. Nine kids from Laurence’s high school tested positive for covid this week, which makes several dozen since limited in-person learning began. (We continue to school from home!) One bit of good news: Jason and I donated blood again, and our free covid antibody tests came back negative, so it’s likely we’ve not had any asymptomatic covid. Oh! And Jason’s employer is donating $3.5 million to local relief organizations like the food bank and Haven for Hope (helping the homeless), which is awesome.

Week 37 – Nov 20 to 26
76,750 cases, 1,343 deaths, 764 seven-day rolling average (!!!), 10% positivity rate (up 0.6%). Note: Other than the positivity rate (which always reports on Mondays), these numbers are as of Wednesday instead of the end of the week, due to the holiday yesterday. That rolling average – which only reflects six new days of cases – is up an average of 443 daily. It’s more than double what it was last week. If we’d gotten a number for the seventh day of the week, likely that daily case load would have been over 900. We’re seeing exponential increase, both in our numbers and in the hospitals. –>

So…shit. Very suddenly, our totals have gone insane after weeks of holding back the tide. It started on the 20th, with an emergency notice on our phones that our covid daily count was over 900 – more than we’ve seen in any single day since mid-July, and well over twice even our highest recent daily counts. Each day this week has continued to have high case numbers, including numbers higher than the alert, so it’s not an isolated reporting incident. I don’t know if the surge is related to Halloween, or Election Day, or just the trickling in from cases around the state (which is having record-breaking daily numbers – over 20k in one day on Nov 24th!!!). It’s certainly not what we wanted to see, especially in a holiday week! The city currently has a curfew in place starting last night through Monday morning, to try to prevent social gatherings over the holiday weekend. I doubt it’ll do much good, but good on them for trying!

So much has happened this week, after months with little news. The San Antonio Symphony announced that they’ll reopen for (limited-seating) performances starting in February, after they closed last March. This is particularly important for my family as that’s my stepmom’s full time job, so she’s been essentially unemployed for almost a year now except for side gigs. Someone here in SA had a double lung transplant after covid destroyed their lungs. I didn’t even know that was possible! The blood bank has grown critically low on blood, with less than a two-day total supply and less than a one-day supply of Type 0 blood (used in trauma/ER situations). Makes me glad Jason and I both gave last week (we’re Type 0), even if we can only contribute a trickle compared to what’s needed.

Let’s see. More stuff: Doctors are starting to speak out about local patients who refuse to believe they have covid even while unable to get out of their hospital beds, like we’ve heard from reports in other parts of the country. One business here – after having 18 citations since March – finally had their occupancy certificate revoked by the city. A strip club, no surprise there! It’s only the third business that the city has forcefully closed since March. Then there are the updates from the various school districts, which all show exponential growth in cases. Our district, as of November 15th, reported 136 students and 81 staff infected, a jump of 53 students and 28 staff in two weeks. That doesn’t even begin to count what might have happened during the more recent surge in cases. Over half the student cases are from grades 7-12, as one might expect. Teens are not always the most responsible about things like mask-wearing!

On a more personal note: That county percentage up in WI that I mentioned last week? It has continued to grow, and is now at 7.7% of the total county population. Other parts of Wisconsin and nearby Minnesota – where all of Jason’s family live – are similarly effected. And it has finally touched home. Jason’s younger sister, Chelsea, tested positive this week. So far, she just has mild symptoms, and hopefully all stays well. But two days before the test – pre-symptomatic – she had a surprise visit from my mother-in-law, my other sis-in-law, and my niece. They stayed outside and hopefully they were all careful, but both my MIL and SIL are particularly vulnerable with multiple autoimmune disorders, so this is really scary. And on top of that, the vulnerable SIL (Tenille, Jason’s older sister) has a double whammy, because her husband Jesse had close contact with someone who tested positive. Tenille and my niece got tested (negative for now, but early post-exposure), and both are currently staying with my in-laws while Jesse quarantines at home. It’s very scary times for the family right now, but as of last night, everyone was well.

(Chelsea, Tenille, Chris, me – Christmas 2016)

Returning back to San Antonio, my family went into stricter home lockdown after the big alert came through. We were already heading that direction as numbers increased, but this accelerated it. It was the first week in a few months that Jason and the boys reverted to virtual for their Sunday D&D game. Ambrose’s friend Tyler had been coming over, masks worn and distance kept, since SA got things under control, because we knew his family was taking the same precautions as us. Even though that last part hasn’t changed, we can’t risk in-person visits anymore. So that’s Ambrose’s support bubble basically gone again (Tyler’s family is like his second home). I’m putting stricter mask precautions on the hikes that I host, and might stop hosting and attending altogether depending on how things go. I’d hate to give up that social support and outdoor exercise, and our group has done a wonderful job of keeping safe, but it’s still scary to contemplate.

Week 37 ended with a lonely little immediate-family-only Thanksgiving. As I said in my Sunday Coffee post, we didn’t do any of the big gatherings we normally do for the holiday. However, my sister did decide to come down for a couple days, and collectively we decided that she and my mom (and possibly my stepdad, we’re not sure what he’ll choose yet) would come to our house for an outdoor, safe, masked, distant visit. Either we’ll be outside on the newly built deck, or if it’s raining (something like 70% chance), we’ve cleared out the garage and will be able to sit far enough apart in there with the garage door open. Everyone is bringing their own food so no sharing of utensils etc will be needed, and other than when we’re eating, we’ll be wearing masks. It’s the safest thing we can do while still seeing each other. This is a calculated risk that I’m willing to take. Family is important, so we’re trying to balance being with family vs keeping family safe by staying away.

Moving forward
Hunkering down, making decisions about things like hosting hikes, avoiding businesses more than usual, hoping things aren’t going to get exponentially worse by Christmas (but pretty sure that they will, especially given the record numbers of flights in the US from this past weekend…).

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Wellness Wednesday – Disbelief of Doctors

I am frustrated. Back in September, I mentioned a new medication I was taking that had suddenly made it so that I could sleep through the night without sleeping meds. For the first time in nine years. This medicine, originally intended for people with type 2 diabetes, does something to regulate insulin, and has been shown to help women with PCOS to lose weight. I actually tried this medicine a year ago, but we pushed rapidly upwards from the pre-dose to the small and then larger doses way too quickly, and I ended up with a terrible number of side effects: nausea, food aversions, stomach cramps, mild weight gain (about 3 lbs total over two months), severe depression (as if my antidepressant no longer worked), constant bouts of hypoglycemia, fatigue. Roughly a month after getting off the injections – it takes 5 weeks for the medicine to get out of your system – I was able to start feeling and eating normally again, rather than living on simple carbs and liquid food.

Now, don’t ask me WHY my doctor and I decided to try again, much slower and more cautious. The thing is, the first two weeks – when I was on the pre-dose level – I DID have positive results. But that dose is not meant to be therapeutic. You’re supposed to take it for at least four weeks before moving up to higher doses, and it was possible that my doctor’s instructions to cut that to two weeks could have caused the problems. So I went in slowly, and for four weeks in September, I took the 0.25 mg dose. While it made no difference at all in my appetite, ability to eat, or weight, I began sleeping through the night without sleeping pills – as if that tiny, pre-therapeutic dose did just enough to regulate my insulin that I wouldn’t wake up at 2-4am like usual.

And then I moved up to the 0.5 mg dose.

Oy. Since the beginning of October, my dosing levels have alternated between the two levels as my doctor said it would be fine to go back and forth as my body got used to the higher one. The last seven weeks have had three higher doses (weeks 1 2 and 4), three lower, and the most recent one with no dose at all. Because Bad Stuff has been happening:

  • All sleep benefits disappeared, because I began waking up at 2-4am STARVING due to the low number of calories I ate during the day.
  • My appetite was severely diminished – the supposed desired effect – so that I was eating roughly a third to half of normal calories. Eating beyond that caused severe heartburn, so I couldn’t eat a bit more at night to prevent middle-of-the-night blood sugar drops.
  • While I had no food aversions this time, I couldn’t eat high fiber foods (like raw veggies) without severe stomach cramps.
  • Depression got worse, as if my antidepressant wasn’t helping anymore. Again.
  • I began to swell severely all over my body. Everything from feet/hands to face and even my tongue is swollen. No matter how much I drink, my body keeps retaining massive amounts of water.
  • Probably related to the water, but also related to the WAY too low level of calories, I gained 10 lbs over these seven weeks. After holding my weight steady for the last few YEARS.

I got off the injections. It takes five weeks for the medicine to get out of your system, and frankly, I want it to get the F out of my body NOW, so I didn’t just drop to the lower level. The sleep benefits of the pre-therapeutic dose were nice, but the rest of this is nothing but hassle and pain and frustration.

Yet, I’ve been hesitant to approach my doctor, because I knew exactly how she would react. And she did: It’s “just not possible” to gain fat while eating a low-calorie diet, she says. I should take a few weeks off the meds and then start again, forcing myself to keep on a low-calorie, low-carb four-small-meals-a-day-no-matter-what regimen. If I really felt it was necessary (eye roll implicit in her words), she could order some blood work, but she was too busy to see me herself and would need to send me to a different doctor in the clinic if I wanted an actual appointment.

Yes, friends, this was the better of my two primary care doctors. Does it matter to her that I’ve explained, in detail, that calories mean absolutely nothing to my weight (gain or loss) when something is WRONG in my body, and that this has been the case since 1998? No. I’ve explained that if my carbs drop below 50% of my daily macros, I experience heavy inflammation, overactive bladder, constant feelings of dehydration, irregular menstrual cycles, extreme fatigue, worsening insomnia, and crippling pain for days after any intense cardio or resistance training (not due to muscle soreness – this pain is in my organs and joints). She still wants me to follow a low-carb diet, which I did for seven years straight to the extreme detriment of my body! I’ve also explained to her that I spend 4-5 hours exercising each week – ST, yoga, running, walking, hiking, boxing, dancing, whatever my body feels like doing that week – and her recommendation is that I should START exercising, maybe doing some bouncing on an individual trampoline because that’s low impact. Sigh.

She clearly doesn’t believe anything I say. It doesn’t fit into her medical world view. But I know my body. I know that for the 11 years that I had tooth infections from 1998 to 2009, I would go long periods of time maintaining my weight and then suddenly gain or lose 20-30 lbs in less than a month. I know that I had severe allergy reactions to mountain cedar (a big seasonal allergen in SA) when allergy tests showed I wasn’t allergic, and when I’ve literally had NO reaction to cedar in the 11 years since 2009 (not to mention all the years before 1998). I know that I experienced symptoms that appeared to align with bipolar II disorder during those years, only it wouldn’t improve with medications, and when the last of the infections was cleaned out, all those symptoms went away permanently. I KNOW WHEN SOMETHING IS WRONG IN MY BODY. I know, because bodies aren’t SUPPOSED to suddenly gain 80 lbs in under a year when you’re doing everything the same as all the years you when you had no problem maintaining your healthy weight. But I’ve never ONCE found a doctor that frickin’ believes me. Not. Once.

Which is why I’ve always had to do things myself. Which is why I was hesitant to even tell my doctor what was going on at the moment. Which is why I tend to avoid doctors unless it’s an unrelated symptom (or possibly-unrelated symptom). Because who is going to connect them all? Six years now of:

  1. sudden unexplained weight gain and later inability to lose weight despite rigorous protocols
  2. anosmia that lasted for months and then turned into dysgeusia which has continued for over two years, and which only improves if I take a steroid treatment to lessen inflammation
  3. inflammation (with markers off the charts for years now)
  4. autoimmune antibodies showing up all over the place but which don’t match any known pattern
  5. PCOS symptoms that don’t react to various PCOS treatments and I’d guess would disappear altogether if we fixed the true source of the problem
  6. hives that appear if I take probiotics and then last for months, plus also showing up at random times over the last six years, often in conjunction with medicines to treat above symptoms
  7. injuries that take well more than the normal healing time to recover, and never recover completely (like that broken foot from 2015 that took until 2017 to fully heal enough to walk on properly – doctors called it “a catastrophic failure to heal” – and which STILL flares up with pain on a regular basis)

I could go on, but this is the general point. My body does stupid stuff to get my attention when something is wrong, but my body is also not very good at telling me where the wrongness is. And doctors never believe a damn thing I say, nor connect all the random seemingly-unconnected symptoms. So yeah. I’m frustrated, and frankly I wish I’d just kept my mouth shut and stopped taking these injections and just never brought things up to the doctor at all.

Also: it’s time to change doctors. Again. Maybe the next one will be better.

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Smoke and Mirrors, by Elly Griffiths (audio)

In this second book of the Magic Men** series, two children are found dead in the snow, a line of candy leading to them as if in parody of Hansel and Gretel. Fairy tales play a major thematic part of the investigation, all the way back to a previous child murder from forty years ago.

This book was far more interesting than the first in the series, and there were so many different clues and misdirects that I had absolutely no idea where the mystery itself was going. I wouldn’t have even begun to guess who ended up being the murderer! I had tons of theories, growing increasingly wild, but none of them even got close. Like the previous book, it was a bit lighter and less thick than Griffiths’ other mysteries, but still fun!

**This series has multiple names: Magic Men, or the Brighton Mysteries, or the Stephens & Mephisto Mysteries. The first is the shortest to type, so I’m going with that. Heh.

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