April Update
It's been awhile since I've posted. Justin's situation is hard to write about, but I know there are people who want to know what's going on with Justin, my son. In truth, he is getting sicker and weaker. For awhile,he made great progress, talking, eating, and getting back into his power wheelchair. Then he started getting weaker. His left lung became covered with secretions, and he needed surgery to scrape things out. Then a CT scan revealed more new spine fractures (total of 7). After that, he just hasn't been able to get over the hump. This week, Justin decided to discontinue the weaning from the ventilator. He is on full breath support and can no longer use the voice valve to talk without dangerous oxygen drops. Pain medication has been significantly increased to help him deal with the pain. It's a tough thing for a 23-year-old to confront one's mortality. We will continue this journey with Justin to the end to the best of our abilities. We
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Masks or no masks at Kwik Trip, I was just telling my sister last night that I'm getting entirely too comfortable with this hermit lifestyle and need to think about getting out and about more.
Of course it's well into the 100's for the rest of the week - so maybe later.
Julia accuses me of being made for this pandemic; the social isolation has been hard on her. I’ve never been a big hugger outside of my immediate family.
One thing though, I’m not going to give up traveling while it’s possible to operate within the rules of common sense and science. I will wear a mask, where required or inside or within six feet or so of others. But this virus situation may go on a lot longer than a year, unless scientists get lucky. I have been accused of being a pessimist by close family members.
On this trip so far, there’s been a brisk breeze and hot days to make the mosquitos bearable. Small biting gnats, maybe no-seeums, infiltrated the Scamp last night, biting me repeatedly on the back of my knees. At least those bites don’t swell and hang around for days like mosquito bites do for me.
A lot of people hate our winters, but the absence of all insects is solace for some of us who spend time in the outdoors year-round.