Wow, 10 years. Crazy, huh? It seemed like this all-encompassing thing while it was happening. But now, it’s basically just a distant memory.
Originally, I had tickets to the east coast this weekend. I was going to go up to Boston and give care packages to the two main doctors on my case (the cardiac surgeon and the electrocardiologist), but alas, here we are in the midst of the Covid-19 crisis. So, it doesn’t look like anybody gets to travel anywhere!
It is weird how similar these times are to some extent – being tied to one place, not being allowed to travel, not really knowing how long the thing you’re going through will last, not being able to physically go to school or work anymore. Now everybody’s experiencing what it’s like to have a long-term heart problem! Sorta… I know they’re obviously different, but for me, it feels like a lot of similarities! Maybe that’s why I actually feel like overall I’m handling the pandemic okay (I think).
I mean… it could be privilege. I’m sure a lot of it is that. But it’s also (maybe?) emotional/muscle/neuron memory of like “okay. Life’s been thrown upside down before due to weird medical stuff, with lots of unanswerable questions in the right now. I’m ready.”