THE SECOND HALF … read in an ominous narrator voice:
We were adapting nicely to the Stay at Home life. We felt fortunate to live in Maine, where the coronavirus case numbers and resulting deaths were very low. It was hard to understand what was happening around the country, as people seemed to almost be getting used to the tragic effects of the pandemic. We interacted with very few people, still limiting our outside world to the grocery store, the dump, and occasionally the hardware store. Take Out pizza was our one extravagance. We got used to wearing our masks, and knew it was going to be the way for quite some time.
July was an okay month for us: a bit of boating, a few golf outings and visits to the cabin. We cancelled the Disney trip planned for December – so much for a stay at the Grand Floridian, and a visit with Chrisie, Yan, and Louie. I completed a 30 Faces in 30 Days challenge and had lots of fun, although no one is hiring me as a portrait artist. Lou did some work on the railroad, but was still sorting through how to coordinate his projects between two homes.
This brings us to August, and it is the month where the real Sh#$ Show began. I ended up in the hospital in Portland for 3 long weeks. This didn’t just impact me. Lou’s life was upended as he became the sole provider for the pups – with Teresa’s generous help as he made regular two hour trips to boost my spirits. I was home by Labor Day, thankful to escape with only a minor case of PTSD.
September ended up being as good as August was bad. The traveling sisters, Catherine and Beth, arrived to spend two weeks with us. They helped with my recovery, entertained Lou, and ate half the lobster in Waldo County. My kidney function returned, and there was no need for more dialysis. Yay – take that, 2020 !!! We also got to host Kathy and Steve at the cabin, and enjoyed fall colors at the end of the month and the first week in October.
October and November ran together. Life was mostly normal, with perhaps a few more medical appointments than desired. We got a dusting of snow in October, and then more in November. We had planned to meet up with Kathy and Steve in the mountains for Thanksgiving. Had to cancel as Lou had a short visit to the ER and an overnight stay at the hospital. Hoping next year brings a return to celebrating with friends.
It is the last day of December, 2020, and I can barely remember what happened this month. That is either a reflection of my aging memory, or the override of just wanting 2020 to be gone. First, the positive; we timed the first big snowstorm perfectly, and were in Sugarloaf to experience over a foot of snow in the first week of December. Then, we saw almost six inches at the coast later in the month. Snow brings peace and joy, even in these troubled times. I also enjoyed a few hours of watching Tory’s Volleyball Tournament in Southern California, via Instagram Live.
Christmas was planned for the cabin, and I even decorated the tree, ready for the big day. But the Fates of 2020 had other plans for us. Lou’s pre-Christmas fall made travel unwise and we hunkered down in Northport. No worries, Christmas is still waiting for us in Sugarloaf. Lou outdid himself with the best prime rib dinner ever, enjoyed in the company of Pat and Donna.
A few other minor events to close out the year; Stitch also took a fall and needed a vet visit to confirm he just strained his knee – the same left side as Lou. Oh, and my hair has started falling out. So 2020. A quick email discussion with Doctor S, and I ended up getting more lab tests done. I also told her about Lou’s fall and she responded with “Please be boring in 2021.”
Sadly, the woe of 2020 wasn’t just about us. Good friends are dealing with serious illness, major surgeries, and others have lost loved ones. Our hearts go out to Yan, who lost his Mother in Indonesia just before Christmas.
The approval of vaccines for COVID 19 is heartening, but we know we have months to go. Unfortunately, Maine cases of coronavirus have risen drastically in the last month – up from 20 a day to over 400, with some days topping out in the 700s. Record numbers continue on the national level as well, so we won’t be making any travel plans soon.
This has been a long recap of 2020 from our perspective. We sincerely wish a better 2021 for all. And while we certainly had our share of bad stuff happen in 2020, we are grateful to have recovered, and to be mostly healthy and happy.
Be Safe !!!