I’m writing from our bedroom as I listen to Marc enjoy a virtual happy hour with his siblings, Minnesota cousins, and Grandma Johnson in Arizona via FaceTime. His brother Matt organized it and it is the sweetest thing! It is great to hear her voice and her memories of the Polio scare and barren store shelves during WWII. American’s have been through trying times before. Love a senior citizen’s perspective!
Today has been more of the same plus a plot twist as per usual. We’re all lucky to lead quiet lives so it just feels surreal, a new trial or 10 everyday. The president gave another crazy, inappropriate, detrimental press conference. My sister was promoted to a new job that would limit her flying as she would work in more of a management/support capacity for flight attendants. She was in her new role for a whole 2 days before the airline eliminated her position. She was left reeling as you could imagine. Of course, they invited her back to fly but considering her personal news I don’t think that is an option moving forward. Thus, we are making plans to bring my Mom back to the midwest! This is both fantastic news and anxiety inducing. She is considered among the senior population so the thought of her flying is not ideal. Marc has offered to meet Adam in Chattanooga, the halfway point. It would be a long trip but it could be done pretty safely by packing all meals, drinks, and necessary disinfectant products for stops. Still up in the air as of now but she is has a standby seat on a flight to Illinois on Sunday. Flights are not flying anywhere near to full (social distancing is catching on! -YAY. But the industry my sister’s family’s income is dependant upon is crumbling. Upsetting.) Harlan has agreed to pick her up and keep her quarantined at his house for 12 days. Then, onto Granny’s. I’m on edge but it’s not my call to make. Letting go and letting God. In Jesus name we pray. Amen.
I know why I’ve been struggling the last few days. I started my period today. It is always a hard for me. Extremely painful and unpredictable cycle. I need to have an ultrasound done to determine if there are any treatments that can help me but who knows when that will happen. Regret not making it a priority when I had the choice. Until then I take a prescribed dose of Naproxen, heat, ice, hydration, and rest.
I got a call from my brother Harlan he had heard that the governor of Illinois was going to shut down the state. Sure enough it was announced this afternoon. California put out a shelter-in-place order yesterday. This seems a step below what one would normally expect from a SIP situation– you can go to the store, exercise outdoors, the roadways will be open, and only essential workers will be allowed to work. Harlan says plumbers are essential so he will still be working his regular schedule.
And to end things on a high note, Thad learned to somersault today. He is so proud! I see a lot of practicing in our future. Time to binge watch Cheer on Netflix. It’s the freakin’ weekend, I’m gonna have me some fun.
The Mother Bever 