Thanksgiving 2021
No matter how secluded one is, germs, people,
stupidity all find a way to get in your path. You can’t dodge them all. This year we both got the man made
virus. I am a hermit but it found me
anyway. Since about the 10th of November we have wanted to do nothing
but sleep. Of course that is not all
that the symptoms but a lot of it just got swallowed up, the month of November
is almost like it didn’t happen.
The very sad day that we had to say goodbye to our
beloved little special needs Siberian Cheyanne, I ended up in the hospital ER desperately
needing oxygen. I am still on it
it. I spent the night in the hospital
getting treatment for covid. Remdesivir pumped into me via IV. Since I had the lung issues with the bird
allergy back in 2015, covid went right for my weak spot. Lungs.
Letting me know just how mortal I really am once again. Cheyanne could not walk anymore, we had been
lifting her out side to get air & go potty, she was trying so hard. She was
tired, she was 16 years old. Her little body just could not do it anymore. Tremendous
sadness about the loss of our girl who had spent 9 years of her life with
us. Only the last two years if that, did
she seem like she wanted to be part of us.
The closer it got to the end, the closer she got to us. I will hold her precious little life in my
heart for all time. We just sort of put
ourselves on auto pilot, taking care of Cheyanne, keeping the other special
needs kid away from her & trying not to feel worse. Up till now Roger was getting tested twice a
week with always a negative test result.
He had a few days off thank goodness cause he was exhausted, but felt we
needed to see if he was getting sick.
Positive test. .. both of us. We
had already had it for a while even with the negative test result. The bright side here is that it could have
been way worse. We kept getting fresh
air, like it or not by helping Cheyanne in and out.
Today is thanksgiving. Yes many things to be thankful for. I am counting our blessings. Roger is on the mend, he is doing better than
me but he always does. I am still on
oxygen, got the phnemonia that may take
a while to kick. I do feel ok other than
the brain fog. That is real!!! You forget words, you forget thought &
feel fuzzy at the drop of a cookie crumb.
The good news is weight loss, but hey that will prolly not last, ha the only good part of covid. Neither of us lost taste or smell, we had a
few things taste funny but we did not lose anything other than maybe.. lets not
eat that..ew. I am experiencing a
sadness, of course it is because of the loss of Cheyanne & being sick, this
will pass. Grumpy has set in.. poor Roger
lol. Steroids, frustration,
limitations, an oxygen tube that limits me to doing what I want when I want
it. I know it seems as if I am complaining. On the contrary, I am so frickin greatful you
have no idea.
Roger & I had planned to just put in a roast,
keep it simple & try to have a pleasant non eventful day. Get some air, cause we are no longer under quarantine. That was gonna be our day. CHANGE OF PLAN. My beautiful neighbor Fel who was supposed to
come here for dinner before all this happened, surprised us. She dropped off a box full of goodies. I am talking over the top, unexpected. She brought a pecan pie, chocolates, mac
& Cheese, poultry, ham with pineapple for Rog, veggies, corn, stuffing,
rice, cranberries not to mention some beautiful little leopard gifts to make me
smile on top of it all. Emotional. She brought it in a decorative seasonal bag,
box.. etc. She is always good at that, I
have a weak thing in that department.. box, gift. Lol she decorates the decorations!!! Just when one is ready to say… ehhhh. She dropped a bomb of sunshine into our
day. I love you Fel. Once again you have out done yourself where I
am concerned. You didn’t have to, but
you did. I only hope it gave you the
same amount of joy as you planned each
and every little item to perfection. The
love was felt, enjoyed & I will never forget it. Just like the long list of similar things you
have done over the past decade of living next to me. So before I go on any
further with this strange blog entry,
Thank you my dear… you are priceless to me. Roger sends love & thank you’s too. You know.. Ham. LOL
So with my covid brain not too fuzzy, I am focusing on just trying not to bite Rog’s
head off for bein sweet. He is used to
this side of me, I think he considers it a challenge.
I don’t want this entry to be a downer for anyone,
just letting you know that things are actually on the up side. We are getting better, we did not get the
worst of it but one never knows the lasting effects. I’m tryin not to get a blood clot, haha… that
in iself is another blog entry.
So for now,
hypoxia drops to the 70s when I’m not on oxygen, a little better every day, the cough is not
as severe, I can sing.. but not for very
long. Once again that is my recovery
plan. I have sang my way back to healthy
lungs about 4 times in my life… this is no different. I just gotta take more naps this time.
Thank you for those who knew what was going on
with us, it was not many of you but your prayers were indeed felt and
answered. I am not out of the woods but
then again I am in familiar territory.
All along, I know, God’s got me.
There is such a peace knowing that.
Even if I have not been the on time student he needs me to be, he’s
still got me. A major comfort like no
other. It may seem as if I am rambeling
along, I am not. I am thankful on this day.. Thank you God for
letting me experience yet another survival as we take the next step. God Bless ya’ll.
Love Carrie & Rog
