I wrote this post three years ago when I was sick with pneumonia and had to sit things out and wait. I was going to feel better, but it took time. Today we are all sitting things out and waiting– waiting for the vaccination rollout to make its way to everyone, waiting for reopening of our favorite places and institutions, and (in the case of the US), waiting for a new president to take over and deal effectively with the systemic illnesses we are suffering as a country.
Waiting it out on the sidelines is hard. Hard, but necessary. Hard, but effective at giving us and our communities time to heal, so we can get back in the game.
And we can see progress: there are those pictures of people getting vaccinated, and I love every one of them (the pictures, the people, the whole thing). And come 12:01pm on Wednesday January 20, there will be a new leader for my country. That’s progress.
Take a look at the post, and if you have some thoughts about what it’s like for you, still waiting on the sidelines, I’d love to hear from you.
This week I write to you from my arm chair and ottoman, sitting grumpily on the sidelines of fitness activity. I’m bummed to report that I have pneumonia. I got sick with a cold December 22, traveled to see family for the holidays, and came back to Boston sicker. I went to my health care provider (a wonderful physician’s assistant named Lauren, who works for Family Practice Group in Arlington, MA. I love them.) Lauren checked me out, gave me an inhaler for wheezing and cough syrup for the cough, and said I should come back if I’m not starting to feel better in a few days.
I went back a few days later, feeling much worse. Turns out, I have pneumonia. That word is scary– it conjures up images for me of Dickensian figures in inexorable decline, headed for the hereafter. The reality is, for people who are lucky…
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