Covid Journal: 46 days in

Coping Not everyone is in the exact same situation. For some, life hasn’t changed dramatically…perhaps they were retired and didn’t need to run many errands, and essentially stayed at home before. For others, life took an incredibly abrupt left turn…I’m thinking of folks with school-age children, or who got laid off from their jobs, orContinue reading “Covid Journal: 46 days in”

Covid Journal: 40 days in

‘Quarantine’ My understanding of the etymology of the word quarantine is that it comes from the Italian phrase for “forty days”. In Venice and other Italian ports back in the old seafaring days, when there was an outbreak the protocol was for incoming ships and crew to drop anchor in isolation for forty days, beforeContinue reading “Covid Journal: 40 days in”

Covid Journal: 39 days in

The Deniers and the Apathetic Today I gave blood, braving the viral jungle. Since I couldn’t book an appointment anywhere within Portland for weeks or months, I booked one in a smaller town several miles south of Portland (I won’t mention the name, but it rhymes with Filsonville). The blood donation went smoothly and allContinue reading “Covid Journal: 39 days in”

Covid Journal: 32 days in

New ‘Normal’ Monday, April 13, was the first workday in over a month that felt even remotely normal for me. I had two meetings, which were both held by video conference. And the predominant topic of discussion was the ongoing response to the coronavirus. But still, somehow, the presence of agendas, presentations, back-and-forth discussions, andContinue reading “Covid Journal: 32 days in”