![]() ![]() With pretty much everything canceled, I fell in love with trail running, did a 12 week virtual challenge, ran a few virtual halfs, and yes, eventually ran a few live races. Does one of them count? Can I hang that medal on my medal rack? Thanks to the Chicago lakefront path being shut down for half of the year, I never truly earned it, although I ran plenty of 10 mile runs this year. I only ran one of these, although I did receive the medal for that 10 miler in the mail. I also shared my spring race plans, which included a race on the ice in Madison, a race at the Chicago Auto Show, the Shamrock Shuffle, the CARA Lakefront 10 miler, and the Chicagoland Spring Half Marathon. ![]() COVID and my son's snowboarding accident put a kibosh on those plans. What was I thinking about for the upcoming year? I really was excited for a trail race in the Everglades in March. When 2020 started, I declared that I had goals, but I was 'keeping them close to the vest'. Here's to hoping that this is the first step towards a return to normalcy.ĭisclaimer: As an ambassador for All Community Events, I received free race entries. When I found out on Friday that I was on the list to receive the vaccine, the sense of relief nearly brought me to tears. Today, after my run, I went to the hospital and received my first dose of the Pfizer/BioNTech vaccine. Keep wearing your masks and keep your distance. But as the cases continue to rise, don't let down your guard. It's been the year that none of us wanted. This isn't the Christmas that any of us want. I'd sure feel bad if I gave anyone COVID for Christmas the guilt I'd feel from that far outweighs any guilt I might feel from skipping a holiday celebration this year. It's not the holiday any of us want, but we've got family members who are at high risk for complications. Shopping was done early so the gifts could be shipped to recipients in time for a Zoom gift exchange. My family has planned for a socially distant Christmas celebration. It's been frightening and too close for comfort. Her medical assistant was already out, recovering from the illness. One of the doctors that I work with tested positive on Wednesday. My husband came home from work every day with an announcement that yet another person or 2 working on his job tested positive, finally shutting down the job for a day for cleaning. This week was remarkable for how COVID began closing in on my world. If I get a little salty about it, please consider my perspective. We are so close to getting on top of it, but people just can't seem to get that. Guys, I am so tired of COVID, but I can't just ignore it. This is where we're at right now- where every illness is COVID until proven otherwise, but anything else is preferable. I offered to call in a prescription of antibiotics for him since he's still pretty miserable, but he's going to tough it out. We got late-breaking test results this morninng: it's non-group A strep, a variation that we don't normally treat. ![]() His symptoms didn't seem like typical COVID. As the weekend progressed, my son's sore throat got worse and the fever continued. The risk of exposing my extended family to whatever he had would have forced that anyway. Relieved about that negative COVID test, but knowing there was still the possibility of a false negative, I was glad that we already planned on a socially distant holiday at home. I mean, I don't want him to have anything, but clearly, he did, and wouldn't it be better to know what it was? Everything was negative, which was kind of a mixed blessing. He was swabbed for COVID, flu, and strep and tested for mono, even though it was too soon for the monospot to be reliable. The next day I took my still febrile son to the immediate care at my office. I was pretty sure that my immunity to the virus from the vaccine I received less than a week ago wasn't very strong at that point, and inwardly I crumbled. I believed him-none of his 8 housemates have had COVID and a recent COVID antibody test was negative. He swore up and down that he hadn't been exposed. ![]() Prior to the holiday, my youngest son started complaining of a sore throat on Tuesday by Wednesday he had a fever. We opened our gifts, did a Zoom exchange with my parents, sisters, and their families, and enjoyed a roasted goose for dinner. Christmas Day was again just the 4 of us. We spent the evening laughing ourselves silly. After dinner, my youngest son's girlfriend joined us for a lively game of Fibbage, followed by Quiplash. Christmas Eve was just the 4 of us, with homemade pizza. Disclaimer: This post contains an affiliate link.Ĭhristmas 2020 was unlike any other as we celebrated, socially distant. ![]()
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