Cada semana publicamos algunos extractos de las anotaciones de diario que los participantes nos han dado permiso para compartir de forma anónima.
En su diario, usted puede escribir lo que quiera, de la manera que quiera. Cuando hacemos publicas sus anotaciones, queremos proteger a su confidencialidad. Aquí están nuestras políticas:
Una de las afectaciones relevantes es que uno no puede acceder al transporte público sin portar un cubrebocas al pasar por esta situación puede que gente al rededor se aproveche de la situación, el gobierno debería de brindar cajas de cubrebocas para la comunidad que lo necesite en los espacios que son regidos por el metro metrobús etc. me ha tocado ver personas indigentes que les niegan el acceso por no portar uno y tampoco tienen las posibilidades del acceso a uno orillándolos a usar alguno que ha sido desechado en la basura, procedente de cualquier persona. Alterando la sanidad, exponiendo su salud
Today is April 30th, the last day of April. And tomorrow, is the first day of May. And! It's a new beginning also. Everyone of you should be happy in May, too.I hope so!
Also, Today is the first day of the May Day holiday, and we will have another nucleic acid test. According to the news, yesterday, 29th April, there was a novel coronavirus carrier in Guangzhou Baiyun International Airport, an international airport near my school, and then went to my home. The most frightening thing is that he stayed in a hotel less than 100 meters away from my community and then tested positive.To tell you the truth, I am quite worried now. According to my parents, many places in our house are sealed up, so you can't go out for walking the dog. And my side of the house will probably be locked down, and my side of the house won't be allowed out unless it's serious.
In this three-day holiday, I can only learn to study, playing sports sports pastime time.
Nessa última semana flui como se não houvesse mais pandemia, sendo essa uma percepção coletiva entre as pessoas próximas de mim. Algo que já estava intensamente presente na minha vida. Não vivemos mais em tempos pandêmicos. Não aguentamos mais permanecer com máscaras, que asfixiam os sorrisos. Não aguentamos mais permanecer distanciados, pois somos seres coletivos. Não aguentamos mais tomar vacinais, com suas doses infinitas, em que lucram excessivamente as indústrias farmacêuticas. É difícil encontrar formas de estar fixo num contexto tão contrastante, em que somos reduzidos e consumidos.
É estranho descrever esse momento atual da pandemia. Em que não reconheço mais sua existência. Ao mesmo tempo em que as pessoas continuam morrendo e adoecendo. Parece que retornamos ao “novo normal”. Quando na verdade nunca fomos normais nessa sociedade doente pelo dinheiro. E seguimos nossos fluxos existenciais como se nada tivesse acontecido, como se uma pandemia, um sinal de alerta não tivesse alcançado alguma centralidade. Será que aprenderemos ou morreremos ainda mais numa próxima pandemia?
Esse retorno das estruturas para essa dita normalidade produz intensos desconfortos frente aos seres viventes nessa sociedade em colapso de si. Me sinto um tanto adoecido nesse “fim da pandemia”, com receios do que virá no futuro próximo. Essa angústia provoca momentos de inércia na minha vida, que me fazem olhar ao redor, sem muita perspectiva de amanhã. Nesse percurso vou caminhando para compreender quais afetações e sensações mais permeiam esse nosso ser e estar no mundo pós-pandemia, se assim é possível conceituar, já que as linhas tênues da espacialidade-temporalidade estão extremamente esgarçadas. Não consigo colocar as vacinas como divisoras de águas para o fim da pandemia. São para mim, um meio, mas não a solução para essa crise sanitária.
Dentro desse contexto, com flutuações de emoções vou seguindo pelas encruzilhadas, nos caminhos de possibilidades que promovem mais fortalecimento ao redor de tanto sofrimento. A pandemia criou marcas inesquecíveis nas diferentes gentes, com suas singularidades, e assim, é preciso encontrar formas de cura.
The country (US) is more divided than I can ever remember in my 62 years of life. I remember some schism in the 60’s and 70’s and especially over the Viet Nam war, but this is a different situation. The lives lost, the refusal by so many to make sensible and protective decisions. Maybe as COVID seems to be ebbing (at least temporarily), and restrictions are being lifted, the tempers and outward expression of divisions have dropped a few notches. But I still feel personally at-odds with so many people who completely chose to be on the wrong side of things - from vaccinations to refusing to follow restrictions to buying into conspiracy theories, etc. This will take a long time for me to get past. We even moved across the country, and out of our former home of 23 years, to live in a more educated and COVID sensible place because of the ignorance and attitudes we experienced in the Southeast during the worst of the pandemic. I will never return.
Because of the another outbreak of Omicron, we had to have wipe tests these days. I decided to become a volunteer yesterday, which was very meaningful. Sincerely hope that the pandemic will end very soon.
My daughter is a fulltime pharmacist In a small independent pharmacy . When the pandemic hit her bosses started working more cuz they couldnt go anywhere . My daughter lost hours due to the bosses working more. So hard to manage on a reduced salary and she didn't qualify for any government assistance
This picture of a scale in a hardware store where I bought fresh peanuts is an example of comfort food and also a reminder of Peanuts the Charles Schulz cartoons. I find that I am proactive to make new connections in fields of interest that intrigue me. I bought the peanuts as I waited to get into an exhibit of Techspressionism which is artwork created digitally or using technology. It was a great exhibit I reconnected to the woman who did a seminar many years ago at Guild Hall in East Hampton about software to create digital art. I call my works digital abstract expressionism. I actually sold an art work at Guild Hall in a member exhibition. Only 19 works sold out of 400 displayed. The curator of the exhibit on Saturday April 23 was also a new connection. So I guess I manage to make new connections which compensates for not staying in touch with old friends.
I live in a senior community that was in lockdown for quite some time. Because all we had was each other, I've become quite close to some of the people here. That's been quite wonderful.
Unfortunately, though, I have lost contact with many many people I knew outside of this community. It makes me sad but I am hoping to reconnect in the future. I don't like long phone conversations but I love face-to-face meetings where you get the whole person, body language and all. Looking forward to that!
I'm one of the very few people in my office-environment workplace who still wears a mask. I've known a few people to have COVID recently, like my really-suffering very-pregnant friend, so the risks are on my mind.
I can't deny that my mask is also a protest. Everyone's all, "ohh, it's so nice to see faces, it's so good to not be working from home, I'm so glad we don't have to wear those darn masks anymore." I disagree with all of that. I can't say that at work, but I can wear my black KN95 in a conference room crowded with fifteen bare faces, like a big ole sign that secretly says, "I hate this and I'm scared for my pregnant friend and I object!!!!!"
Certainly our family Easter celebration was different than usual. No big communal gathering around the table. We still found creative and safe ways to get together but certainly wasn’t our normal Easter dinner.I wonder when/if we’ll ever celebrate all events in our usual ways? 😢
I feel the pandemic has prevented me from living up to my potential professionally because I made the decision to stay home with my children from March 2020 through present times. They needed support for remote learning and mental health challenges and I needed to be here for them. As a result, I have been out of my career for 2 years now. I left a job I loved and it is no longer available to me. Therefore, I am now floundering as I contemplate rejoining the workforce in person. I cannot find a similar position near me and may take a position for a considerable pay cut to be able to have the flexibility and hours that permit me to take care of my family's needs and have work/life balance. It's hard. I pray for guidance and grace.
This is a photo of me starting my balloon garland for L’s birthday. As many kids her age, she hasn’t had a real birthday party since she was 2. This year, she is attending preK and we determined that we were comfortable having a few kids from her class to our home for a real party. WHT a joy to hear their laughter and shrieks of joy throughout the house for a few hours! It really warmed our hearts. This also brought the return of what A describes as my “way-too-intense” party planning, which obviously includes a balloon arch as pictures above. What can I say? I love entertaining and it allows me to be creative and make people happy in a fun atmosphere. After two tough years of pandemic (which of course is ongoing and we have to live with), it felt great to be able to allow L and her friends to experience some joy. The late-night prep work was all worth it!
I don't got too much to say this week, trying to plan things to do this summer around the house and yard. Other than that it really hasn't affected me too much, except for the masks at medical facilities.
Yet another of my friends, vaccinated and boosted, has come down with Covid. And at the same time, more and more places are doing away with mask mandates. The two grocery stores where we shop are now both masks-optional, although most customers and staff still wear them. I’m not yet feeling comfortable at unmasked indoor locations, or even outdoors in situations where people are unmasked and social distancing isn’t possible. My partner and I did go to a play and a poetry reading this past week, but both indoor events were at venues that required attendees to show proof of vaccination and remain masked throughout the event. I have been encouraged to read that a good mask can offer a fair amount of protection even if others around are unmasked, and I expect that my partner and I will continue to wear masks for some time to come.
The under 5s still can't be vaccinated. Treatments and preventatives for the vulnerable are still scarce and rationed. SARS2 is still not seasonal. The vaccine mitigates, but does not prevent, Long COVID; an effective preventative for that is unlikely any time soon. My insured self can probably access a PCR test in my county, but I don't know if an uninsured person can. Case counts are now unreliable, and hospitalization counts are a lagging indicator. Sewage is not being monitored in my area.
It's not so much that I'm fighting the temptation to throw all caution to the wind and take back the small pleasures I enjoyed away from home. I would like to, yes, but all sense tells me to wait until I know certain conditions are met. Until that happens, what is, is. Try not to get SARS2. Try not to be in a position to give it to someone else. This is the way. What makes me struggle right now is all the messaging that tells me there's something wrong with me doing this.
The birds start singing about an hour before sunrise, and don't stop until after dark. It's baby rabbit and squirrel season. The trees have leaves, now. Violets have joined the dandelions on the ground, and the crabapple, plum, and redbud are gorgeous. My new wild iris and onion are awake, as are goldenrod, ironweed, and aster. Sunflowers will soon join them.>s The mint I bought to celebrate my second booster is bushing up nicely in its new pot, and soon I'll have fresh mint for my tea and ayran. I'll start my tomatoes and basil on May Eve.
Week of April 18-23, 2022
Personally I am back to feeling like I am in the middle of a dense fog. Sometimes the fog clears a bit
and I am able to function almost normally and then it thickens….and I am back to taking one hesitant
step at a time. To me, this is my recent experience with the coronavirus that lingers in our atmosphere,
outdoors and indoors, masks or no masks.
The most recent information is more confusing than ever. Masks may not be as effective as in the earlier
days of Covid. Unless one is immune compromised. Now ventilation, clean air, filtered air and fresh
air is being proclaimed as far more important. And of course the vaccinations, boosters and anti viral
medications which are or are not available.
So I open windows, turn on my air cleaner and fans. I also wear a mask if I am outside or if someone comes
to my apartment. I am vaxed and boosted and take Vitamin D3 to help my immunity. Sometimes I
think those of us with serious health issues have it down pat….we know and understand the importance
of being cautious. We do not have to think twice about whether to mask today and not tomorrow.
my disabled brother sent me this about a month ago, in a good mood then.
Tomorrow I go see him for this first time since a very difficult visit 9 months ago. Hoping against hope his mood is improved. He has 3 co-occurring mental illnesses, and the past year and a half have been an absolute struggle.
I feel a sense of solidarity with other people who, like me, are wearing KN95 or N95 masks is places where masks are optional. I beam a silent thank you to them for helping to keep me healthy.
i graduated college on youtube live, at home.
i started my first job remotely.
i worked my first job remotely.
i quit my first job remotely.
i started my second job remotely.
its all been weird, but i havent lost anyone. i havent lost anything. everyone that matters is still here, and im thankful.
strong>Week of April 18-22, 2022
I am not flourishing! I am disturbed about the Russian hammer threat to use nuclear armaments. I am
aghast about the war in the Ukraine…. the death, the destruction that one nation can inflict upon
another. How can one man hold such power ….
We already have had more deaths globally since the pandemic began. My mind boggles over the thought that the Ukraine and each of its citizens must also fight a terrible battle to save their homeland. It is
atrocious and horrific. Too many lives lost….
I am outraged that it is taken so long for the Justice Department to Indict former a president Trump
or for the Manhattan District Attorney’s Office not to pursue criminal charges.
Can nothing be done?
If antiviral Covid drugs can save lives, why can’t people get access to them? Why do we have such a
dysfunctional health system in this country? Why has our pandemic response been so lethargic?
Why are so many physicians even aware of these life saving antivirals? I am disheartened…
Our entire world has been affected by the pandemic. There were no racial or economic or political
line that the virus did not cross. Why is it that we still have egregious disparity among races, suspicion
and even fear? Why is there such a wide gap between those who suffer in poverty and those who
prosper and benefited in the stock market these past years? Why does the abyss between our political
parties seem to widen to such a point that we could almost be living in two seperate countries, not one
nation indivisible? I am flummoxed and furious…
No I am not flourishing. As long as our world does not flourish, how can we as individuals flourish?
It is 2 years into the pandemic and I caught covid. People are walking around without masks pretending it is over. I am still angry and now am down because I have been isolated and unable to be with my family on Easter. Add to that anxiety because my 2 grandchildren whom I care for each day also caught covid along with my daughter and son in law. I have been very worried about my family.
I had a high fever and deep cough. My doctor said I probably would pull through ok because I am vaxed and boosted. But, he offered an antibody infusion and I took it. I felt better almost immediately, just wish my whole family could have gotten some help. Thank heavens everybody seems to be on the mend now.
In the Sonoran Desert, cactus blossom each spring. From this harsh looking plant comes the most vibrant colors. The desert reminds us to remain in the moment, because these beautiful flowers only last a day. Toward the cool of the evening, you begin to see them opening. By morning, you awake to the cactus in full bloom. By mid-afternoon, they begin to droop and close from the intense heat. And then they are gone.
Happy Easter and the beginning of springtime. Be present in this moment.
Well we are masked in classes & buildings ... again.
There is a big drop-off in attendance in my UG class. They are just exhausted I think and Putin's war on Ukraine makes it even harder to be hopeful.
I retire the end of May - this is not the way I wanted it to be re teaching. I love teaching but the COVID years have been overwhelmingly sad. We're all just trying to do the best we can.
I kept this journal for most of 2020-2021, and lost heart in it in May 2021 when my uncle died in a car accident. Since then I've added a couple of updates I felt were significant, such as international travel in the summer of 2021, and a live school residency that I did in March 2022, despite covid.
Part of the reason I've stopped keeping this journal is because I don't actually think anyone publicly gives a damn. It's just more shouting into the babel of the internet. I keep a written journal that closely details everything that's happened to me, my friends & family, and the world. That matters more to me than this record. I'm glad other people are keeping it.
Now I have covid, for the first time since the pandemic began. I am triple-vaccinated and I am not at risk. I have been volunteering at local vaccination centres for a year. My symptoms began on the very day that all regulations were lifted here in Scotland.
You ask how the pandemic has affected my life in the past week? Whatever, folks. I have covid. That's how.
The pandemic affects my life EVERY DAY. Not just this week. EVERY DAY from now till I die. I don't need to reiterate that here every week.
bye for now
I'm absolutely not flourishing, but I am working toward that exact idea.
I never really thought about the word flourish until that meme of the guy in the waterfall - unbothered, in my lane, focused. It spoke to me. So, oddly, a meme has spurred me to think about what I need to move forward and be happy.
I don't really think I was flourishing before covid, but a global pandemic does tend to make some people think about how short life is, even under the best circumstances, and how we often can have the power to change things in our lives to make them better. I might just be consciously living a little more for myself these days.
And while I am no where near flourishing right now, I have plans