It’s almost Christmas again. We got a call last night from a very close friend who discovered he has COVID. He got both vaccinations and the booster three weeks ago. He caught it anyway.
He thought he had a mild cold, but he decided to check in with his doctor, just in case. The test was run and then a second test, just to be sure. He has it. Very mildly without a fever or any symptoms except a sinus headache. He’s in isolation and as far as he knows, hasn’t passed it to anyone else.
Still, after all the vaccinations and care, he still picked it up. He lives in Minnesota, so that’s probably part of the reason. He teaches at a college which might be another reason. Students seem to be major germ carriers whether they are in first grade or college sophomores. It seems to come with the territory.
For all I know, I could have it although how I’d have gotten it surpasses my understanding. I don’t go anywhere or see anyone. For all practical purposes, we’ve been in isolation for close to two years.
Two years and still in isolation?
It’s mind blowing when I stop and realize how little I’ve been out — and how many friends we’ve lost. Not to COVID, though maybe because of COVID. All the ones who didn’t go to the doctor in time, who got sick and died from cancer or some infection which, under other circumstances, would have been caught and cared for. But hospitals were full and many people were uncomfortable going to a doctor or worse, a hospital.
They waited too long. I read their final letters to me last night and was overwhelmed by a deep sense of sadness. Getting old is bad enough, but a pandemic and all this death? It’s a bit much. I’m sure no one is going to argue the point with me.
All of this was supposed to have changed — normalized — by now, but it hasn’t. Not even here in Massachusetts where we should have herd immunity because vaccinations are the highest percentage in the country — and yet the number of new cases in Massachusetts is going up. Mostly non-lethal cases, but still rising.
Will this end while I’m still alive to enjoy it? We’ve been locked in this house for so long, I get a little strange when we go out. Normal things don’t feel normal anymore. I’m not sure what normal is.
Does anyone feel that “normal” has returned? Who know what normal is? If it feels normal, is it the “old” normal or something completely different?