I’ve started posts for the last two weeks and given up. Things have been complicated lately. My cousins are doing better, but I’m not sure about my aunt. There are a lot of emotions tied to that side of the family and it’s never been a great relationship, hence, complicated. I’ve also been dealing with difficulties among my staff, which has been a challenge.
To top it off, my grandmother’s home health aide caught covid and my grandmother developed a mild fever two days after the aide started feeling sick. My mom hasn’t had any symptoms yet (knock on wood), but all my worries have come to a head and I can’t do anything to help them. I’m grateful that they were vaccinated as soon as it was available to them, but I’m upset that the one person they depend on never bothered to get vaccinated herself and put them (plus her other elderly clients) in danger.
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I can hardly make myself do anything these days. I haven’t touched my day planner since the 6th, or my journal since the 8th. I just can’t be bothered. I can’t stand August, and coupled with the hotbed of cases in our area is just making everything so much worse. I’ve been following on Insta about your mom and grandmas situation, I really hope they don’t have any complications from this issue, and I think their home nurse ought to be fired.
I hate August. I’ve never been diagnosed, but I suspect that I have seasonal depression tied to summer because every year, by the time July rolls around, my mood and energy take a drastic dip. So far no complications; I don’t want to speak too soon, but I think we’re turning the corner with their infection 🤞