I had to ask. What sort of rapid test might be in use among officials in government? We’ve seen that invasive swab that gets sent in through a nostril and then… no, too invasive for people in power. So, I asked Google, and learned that if you don’t get swabbed, you might get to spit. Or give up a tiny amount of blood.
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There it is. The announcement I’ve been waiting for; flu shots are finally available at the pharmacy. I say “finally”, even though this seems to be one of the earliest dates, ever. You see, what with all the other stuff going on, I’d prefer to have that little bit of extra protection, going into the next few months. Guess this proves my vaxxer-status is real.
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Look at the time! Where did the day get to? Actually, in my case, I know.
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Imagine that! Suppertime, and in a sudden changeup I ignored the package of steak, opting instead for a bowl of fresh salad. Think of the possibility for my longer life, based on one simple meal.
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Ham radio operators (some of them) are fascinated by readiness. Things like keeping a portable radio with batteries, in a small bag, in case you get called to take care of an impending emergency. In fact, some of the mainstream magazines get into the game, publishing “bug out bag” photos. As someone that stays close to home, I have never paid much attention.
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Governments are slow to learn. As predicted, there is an increase in numbers of infections, across the country. And despite common sense, the move to lock down public gatherings is like something from a movie in slow motion. BC has decided that it should react to hundreds of new cases by maybe (the operative word):
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Don’t be fooled by the similarities. Dogs are individual. Different. I just watched our visitor probing the kitchen sink for anything interesting, and I can say that our own dog has never tried that route to something wonderful. I was too shy to signal the incongruity, and the visitor has better teeth than me. All of this is temporary; I’m just the sitter for the afternoon/evening. Soon we will go back to our personal “one dog, one family” model. And I will be able to put the trash bins back at floor level, and refill the dog dishes (emptied as a premptive move on my part). Less reason to row.
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School is open. Not everywhere, but across the nation, in small, childlike steps. And we now have to prepare for “the next wave”. You know, pandemically speaking. It’s still too early to call for a trend, so we’re going to have to accept anecdotal evidence. Often without a clear grasp of the population numbers.
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Maybe one cannot extract blood from a stone, but I invite you to research the term “hematuria”. As in, something I want to see, ASAP. Last evening, the first signs of renal colic flagged the way the next few days are likely to unfold. Picture me, perched on the edge of a kitchen stool, because trying to extract myself from a normal chair (or worse, the living room couch) is just too unpleasant. The dog wonders at my sudden reticence to serve as his doorman.
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Today’s pet peeve involves my adventures with water glasses. Unlike my preferred coffee mug, the daily rations of drinking water are served in transparent tumblers. Yes, occasionally a glass is a glass. And although being able to see if something is half-full/half-empty of whatever (milk; juice; sparkling water), I don’t have the visual acuity of my youth. Dim the lights and distract me with other jobs… more and more often I find myself dealing with minor mishaps. Rarely am I forced to clean up spilled milk, but bubbly water is hazardous to everything around me. Documents. Electronics. The floor. All equally apt to get wet when least required.
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