Controlling Sadness When Everybody Is Struggling

I thought I was tougher than this. I thought I would be able to spend Thanksgiving with extended family. As a nurse, I knew things would get worse because too many were angry about restrictions. They didn’t think there would be any consequences to ignoring the best practices.
Our Governor has taken away a lot of the privileges we gained over the last few months.

Sunday afternoon, I learned that my grandchildren’s other grandmother had been exposed to Covid-19 and is now quarantined. I can hardly believe that I broke down in tears over that news. I didn’t recognize that my stress level had been increasing.

I have spent most of the year in semi-isolation. My husband and I have had health challenges this year. We both had surgery. Mine was a 7 hour surgery in February, followed by some complications. DH had surgery a month ago followed by heart complications. It took a week of testing and monitoring before they were able to find he was having episodes of atrial fib. Doctors are still making medication adjustments.

Our social life has been doctors appointments and PT. We can’t go to these appointments with each other. I had four appointments this coming week. One was changed to a telephone conference. The others are on the same day over an hour away.
My daughter (whose mother-in-law is quarantined) will take me to the appointments. We decided we both should wear masks if it turns out that the mother-in-law has Covid.

I am still feel close to tears this morning. I am using this blog for stress therapy. If I can’t resolve this within a week, I will call my “Primary Practitioner” for treatment. I live in a town that has lost 20% of its population over the past 20 years. There are only 2 general practice physicians left. Otherwise, we have nurse practitioners. Through all that has happened this year, my weight has fluctuated drastically. I need to get this under control again.