MY NEW AIRWHEEL S8 IS HOME
I thought she wouldn’t get here until April 2, and she was several days early.
Shipping is erratic in these times.
It was so easy – plugged the one connection between the saddle and the supporting column, put it on the charger, and a couple of hours later everything was charged up and ready.
The next day I hopped on, went down in the elevator, and brought home the mail – just like before.
As if the entire time between Jan. 29 and March 31 had been erased at a single stroke.
But things have changed so much in the interim!
The entire world is now upended – and I have very few places I need to go, as today, Yolo County, CA, told us to close the pool – not even supervised socially distanced hours are to be allowed.
It’s a big loss – and not necessary. I hope they take it back in a while – I don’t see what could possibly contaminate people who don’t even get to use the dressing room, are in chlorinated salt water, and go home to take a shower. Abundance of caution.
But I can run around the corridors at night with the wind in my hair if I want – even in normal times there’s never anyone around after about 9pm.
I could even do it in my pajamas!
When the world returns slowly to some kind of normal
I will already be in position to move around.
Because I am in the vulnerable cohort, older, with chronic illness, and physical disabilities that keep me from walking or standing long or comfortably (which is why I got Maggie in the first place), I assume it will be a long time – on the scale of a year – before we’re even allowed out of quarantine.
Just having beds available again in hospitals will still not make covid-19 easier for us to survive – although it might make it possible in the few cases where a ventilator makes a difference. The illness itself is hard on my group – and most people here are older than we are.
We have to wait for the vaccine – and hope it is effective (the flu shot is around 60% effective, I understand). We have to hope the immunity it – or surviving the disease – confer on people of my condition is long lasting.
The future is not known
We have to hope they learn enough from dealing with this that there isn’t another pandemic for a long time.), and
But maybe they’ll reopen the pools, and limited visitation (maybe for those who are certified survivors (if that makes them unable to infect us), and I’ll resume riding my little steed to the pool. One can hope.
It is a mistake to expect the worst. But it is life-threatening to risk what you know may kill you even with a lot of medical help.
I’m just happy my long hunt for a mobility device is again satisfied – for now.
The original Maggie will be repaired as soon as I can get a control board (assuming that’s the problem) and someone willing to watch the Youtube videos and install the board for me, and a backup now sounds like a very solid idea.
There is still nothing on the market that I find as perfect a solution for me.
Now back to writing NETHERWORLD.
Today was a good day – I made progress into the next scene – all my process still works, plus I added some new strategies from Donald Maass’ Writing 21st Century Fiction – heartily recommended.
I can’t do anything about the world out there – younger healthier people will have to gather the data and do the research and create a safe and effective vaccine – but I’m still excited about where the current scene is going (Rachel will be pleased), and how the end of the Chapter is designed, and how the plot keeps kicking.
That is my job. I’m not bored. I’m not looking for other things to do. This I can.
Wish me luck.