COVID Senior Lockdown, Day 85

Fifteen days to flatten the curve, Doo-Dah, Doo-Dah.
Seventy more ‘cause we said so, Oh Doo-Dah-Day.
Wear a mask all night, wash your hands all day.
Spent my money on a pulse oximeter
Feel so much safer this way.

My beautiful baby sister, who is a career athlete and health conscious, offered me an observation the other day. She said how you view the virus is like cash versus credit. If you need to reach into your wallet to pull out real money to buy something, you think a little harder about it. With a card, you get the immediate benefit without the cost. Until the bill comes in and then maybe you think about it, but it’s too late. If you could see the great big Spiked Ball of Fever rolling at you on the street, you’d go around it or run away or hit it with a tennis racquet to protect yourself. But it’s invisible, like the invisible money you just bought that Alexa with. So you don’t experience risk urgency. But, what if it really…is…right…there…?

There definitely are two types of us out here: I once called them the Scared and the Not Scared. But maybe it’s more like being a Believer or a Skeptic. In the middle are the Just in Case. These folks are cautious, often because they have the very vulnerable in their lives: old parents, new babies, family with health conditions. We have friends like these, who generally lean Skeptical but feel a duty to respect the What If?

Meanwhile, the protests have done us all a favor by showing that violating Social Distancing is a Constitutional Right. And it is nice to see the looters, at least, observing the Mask Protocol.

Remember the pigeon? Did I tell you about the pigeon? Let me go back and look through the archives. Hold, please……..

Hmmm. Missed that during the long silence.

This is Herman. Yes, I gave him a name. He fluttered into our driveway to nosh on the daily birdseed about two weeks ago. He now seems to live here. He’s got ID, although we can’t see all of the characters on his band. He’s very smart, and treats us to acrobatic flyovers once a day. He sits on the roof a lot, like an iridescent weather vane. The cats look for him. He’s very cool and friendly and I hope he finds his way home.