I've been dealing with waves of depression lately. I really thought that we were on the way out of this pandemic. We had started seeing people again outside, I finally sent Kiddo back to school in September after being off since March 2020, we were all double vaxxed and cases were relatively low.
Then Omicron.
It's been really, really bad here. To put it in context, at the peak of the third wave we had about 4000 cases a day. They were getting about 20,000 around New Year's and saying that it wasn't accurate because they couldn't get through the tests... and then they stopped PCR testing except in very specific cases. There were estimates that we might have had 50-100,000 cases a day.
I know so many people who tested positive, some after letting their guard down just once, some because they're still wearing cloth masks rather than something better. Some who have just been out and about because they think it's no big deal
People's workplaces were shutting down because all the employees were sick or in isolation.
We're back into pretty strict ivory tower mode. The idea of long covid terrifies me because of all my related fatigue and health issues; it would destroy what's left of my quality of life. Charles didn't go to work for two weeks because he told his boss he wasn't going to work directly with the other staff, since so many of them had been testing positive, and Henry and I stayed home as well. Kiddo misses being at school in person (which is a change from last year when he said he liked remote!) but he's going to stay home until this wave recedes a bit more. They're not learning much in schools right now anyway, that's for sure.
I'm trying to get back on track with losing weight again, but it's really hard with the depression. I hate being this fat but there isn't much else fun to do but eat. No one has much of a sex drive, either.
Sometimes it's hard to believe that we're back here again, and it's much worse than it was before because it's literally everywhere now. I don't know how people can just decide to accept that they're going to get it when there's still so much we don't know, plus the issues of long covid.
I miss my friends, and I miss going out to restaurants, and having parties, and traveling, and all kinds of things. The universe doesn't listen when you call Red.