Monday, 23 March 2020

May you live in interesting times

May you live in interesting times - thought to be an English translation of an old curse. Also the basis for a book by one of my favourite authors.  Well, we certainly seem to be living in interesting times now! 

This is my first blog post for around 2 and a half years. Life happens, and all that. So much has happened in that time. I graduated from university, broke my foot on a camping and rafting trip, visited Norway, moved to Prague. It is just over two years that I moved here. That time has been eventful, to say the least. Including a boat accident on my second camping and rafting trip, which led to hypothermia and hypoxia,  and I nearly died on a riverbank.  I had months of temporary brain damage after that. That was 2018. I'm going to skip over 2019 as it was awful, to the point I'd rather go through 2018 again with the accident than go through 2019 again. The whole month of July is missing from my memory anyway.

So... 2020. What on earth can I say about this? Well, unless you've been living under a rock you know what has been going on so far this year. So let's start with now. Here in Czech Republic we have been under lockdown for a couple of weeks now. All shops, bars, sports facilities etc closed apart from essential things like groceries and pharmacies, that sort of thing. The birders are closed. The government are discussing the possibility of the borders remaining closed for anything from 6 months to 2 years. I know that is the worst case scenario,  but the fact that they are discussing it as a possibility freaked me out a little. In daily life, the restrictions on free movement within the country was meant to end tomorrow,  but it has been extended.  

On a personal level, I have discovered that what my regular life has become can be classed almost as social isolation.  I don't know what to feel about that. I have to talk all day at work, outside of work I don't often want to talk much. I also now live an hour journey from work, so I'm usually exhausted. I do, however, share my life with an adorable dog. He was an emergency foster dog that my ex flatmate took in, his previous owners starved him, the rescue people actually took the police to take him away. So after work one thundery night I met this adorable bag of skin and bones. We could see almost every bone in his body. Nearly 2 years later he is lying next to me, snoring, healthy and happy, and very much loved. Despite his previous treatment he is the loveliest natured, quirky, cuddly boy.

Health wise, it was discovered that I have a lump growing in one of my sinuses, thought to be a cyst. It needs to be surgically removed but understandably that is on hold now. It explains the reoccurring sinus infections,  and how they have been getting worse and more frequent.  

As for the future, who knows? It is extremely uncertain.  All I've really wanted out of life is security and stability,  two things I've never managed to get. I want to find somewhere I feel I belong, and not have a permanent underlying worry that things will go wrong at any moment. I guess that, for the time being,  will have to remain fantasy 

2 comments:

  1. The government had better open the pubs by April 3rd or I'll start a riot. With everyone standing exactly 2 metres apart and wearing face masks obviously...

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