It has been quite a year (a year and a
half, to be exact), hasn't it? Both in the world and personally, for me.
Covid19 hit us and then the surreal
political situation. The discovery of vaccine helped, but we are not out of the
woods yet. Why some people are against the vaccine is beyond my comprehension.
So is the wide belief of misinformation. Are we losing our senses, or what?
On top of it all, we had a Deep Freeze
in Texas this past winter. We lost power, we lost water, we lost lives . . .
Yesterday, I tried to resume writing.
After I finished the article, I could not work the publish button. Then, the
whole thing disappeared. I could not find it . Then my mobile phone told me
that it would not let me make a phone call - it was blocked. By whom? I did not
block it. Today, I got one of those "Hi, Grandma" calls - the kind of
scheme for distorting and extracting money out of seniors. I wonder if someone
is selling lists of senors living in Senior-living places. Hey, we are old, but
we are not dumb.
In the meantime, at the Conservatory,
we are trying to go back to "normal". The dining room is partially
open, "Happy Hours" resumed (three times a week instead of six times
a week). Personally, I do not think we should be serving that much drinks to
the residents. Are most of us on a lot of medication or other?
Now, Masks-wearing is not mandatory
for those of us, residents, who are fully vaccinated. But then, how do we know
who is and who is not fully vaccinated, since that information is somewhat a
secret. The staff here, the care-givers, and visitors (those who are not fully
vaccinated) are supposed to wear masks . . .And, since more than half of the
population is not vaccinated, virus is raging in some states.
We are tiptoeing towards normalcy,
whatever normalcy means.
