I consider myself lucky.
When COVID-19 surfaced, I was not in search of diagnoses - I've got them. Nor
was I in search of treatment - in fact I'd been doing all my treatments for
years.
I am now in "patient
heal thyself" mode re my Feldenkrais therapy. I may need a zoom session at some point, and
maybe at some point I will feel safe enough to do a session in person. But not
now.
I also discovered that
now that I'm no longer doing Feldenkrais or vision therapy, though I still
think about my health situation, I think about it less. I try to keep busy. I
want to get what I can out of life, rather than focusing on therapy.
I'm comfortable making
my own, thought through, rational decisions about how much I do now, versus in
months to come. Short term cost for long term gain is OK with me. At the age of
59, I'm not done with this thing called life. For myself, for my family, and
whatever the future holds.
It's hard these days to
feel optimistic, but past generations have endured so much, I have to believe
we can see our way through this pandemic. So I try to focus on the present, one
day at a time.
Find good moments to
treasure. String them together in my
mind, and try to make them stick. Memory is a complicated, ephemeral thing, but
I'll still look for the good where I can.
The selfie was taken on my birthday. The flowers are all from our walks with our dog.
