Sunday Writing prompt – Lockdown – July 26th

Michael is setting the challenge today.

This week as we are all under some sort of lockdown, stay at home, shelter in place I invite you to write your thoughts at this time.
What are you doing to stay sane?
What would you like to be doing?

Your response can be your own story or simply a piece of fiction.

When Coronavirus first raised its head in the media and people began to take notice, we got organised making sure we had enough supplies of the basics just in case.
When things started to get bad, we wore our masks and gloves when shopping, enduring the funny looks and poo-pooing from some of the people we knew.
When people were being told to stay in their homes, we were vigilant, and as we considered ourselves not of the ‘selected groups’, we went about our business with care and caution. We anticipated it would last for a few months, but we kept on top of everything, have not relaxed our guard, and if anything have moved up a couple of gears.

Inside our home, we admit to having more disagreements than we’d ever had in our thirty one years together. Frustrations at not being able to access what we needed, the closure of non-food selling shops and on-line shopping for materials for DIY became angry confrontations with the impossible dream.
The only thing we welcomed was the social distancing, but even that has been kicked into touch with the government’s relaxation of ‘The Rules’. The mandatory wearing of masks in shops and crowded areas is laughable here as practically everyone is ignoring it apart from some of the locals who just happen to be in the same age group as us.

We are fortunate in that we both drive and can get out in the car to shop.
We are lucky that we live at the other end of town away from the amenities for holiday makers, but are avoiding the beach and park due to high numbers of people with no respect for us or anyone else as long as they’re having a good time.

We’ve done a 1000 piece jigsaw, but have been unable to find a frame for it, so it is under the settee and the second one purchased remains in the unopened box.
I have baked and both of us have paid the penalty of extra pounds where we don’t want them.
Hubby has been working in the garden, preparing the ground for a shed he can now afford but cannot purchase because there is no guarantee of stock or dates for delivery.
I have made enough cards to last me over a year, and working on those for Christmas 2021.
We have been playing darts in the hall and my game still sucks. No 180s on the horizon, and I lose more than I win.
We do not have a TV, but I have watched only a few films, though Hubby has been enjoying the old B&Ws on Youtube.

There is only so much you can do, but we tick along and try to stick to our normal routine.
With recent health issues, that has been kicked out of the ballpark, and access to a GP is difficult. Consultations are being done on the phone, routine check ups such as for diabetes or dental care have been shelved, and heaven help you in an emergency. We’ve had all this in recent days and it has taken its toll on us.
Add to the mix that Maggie hasn’t been well either and visits to the vet have been stressful for her as well as us. At least our vet now allows one of us in with her and repeat meds can be done over the phone and sent in the mail.

Are we keeping sane? Were we even ‘sane’ in the first place? We feel threatened by a strange face, and angry at the lackadaisical attitude of so many who should care, but don’t.
What would we like to be doing?
I’d like to be able to go out and buy exactly what I want, when I want and where I want, and not have to wait months for delivery.
I’d like to be able to go into a supermarket without it being like Le Mans and come out without bruised shins or a rising temper.
I’d like to walk on the beach and not be greeted by litter, and rows of fat slimy greasy bodies rotting bathing in the sun.
I’d like to walk in the park and not have to do a mini slalom avoiding the dog shit visitors can’t be bothered to pick up after their pets.
I’d like to be able to go into the cafe for coffee and cake, just for the hell of getting out of the washing up.
Hubby would like to be working out in his shed having worked so hard to get the base laid.
He’d like to have a shed to work in, but wait 18 weeks (sort of) for delivery?
He’d like to buy the tools he needs to work on his latest project, but they aren’t available.

Is this all down to Coronavirus?
Actually, no.
The beach, park and visitors are here anyway as we live in a holiday resort, though I have to admit I didn’t expect the varying ages.
The deterioration in healthcare, shopping facilities and availability, GREED with price hikes, and the frustration at trying to keep ourselves safe are related to the virus though.
We can’t see an end to it, and the rub that more than 50% of the UK population will now be eligible for the flu vaccine this year is hysterically funny from where I’m sitting.
Our surgery ran out last year, so we ended up going to a local chemist for our jabs. If they can’t cater for their existing patients, how are they going to cope with ordering and storing at least another 5000 more,  let alone notifying those concerned.
As an aside, we are still waiting for our pneumonia jabs which we should have had last December, but they haven’t had the vaccines in yet (or if they have, we haven’t been notified and the little phials are probably out of date now).

My apologies for such a long post, but it helps to pass the dragging time, and we all have so much of that to fill these days!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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16 Responses to Sunday Writing prompt – Lockdown – July 26th

  1. Michael says:

    I understand your frustration Di, it’s a bit the same here though we can go out for coffee and such but I’m finding some cafes social distance better than others. All we can do is stay as safe as we can. best wishes.

  2. bikurgurl says:

    Nodding along as I read your tome, it is much the same here with us in the states – though without as many tourists. We live in Greater Seattle, Washington state and have one of the higher rates of daily infection confirmations and deaths right now. I had, what our doctors assume, was the virus earlier in the spring. Actually, the whole family was worn down for weeks before I had a temperature spike and self-quarantined. In retrospect, we may have all had the virus, but were unable to get tested as we didn’t have immediate contact {that we know of} with a confirmed case of the coronavirus — until after I’d recovered. I didn’t think I was in a high risk group until then, but my cancer surgeries and previous health conditions, bump me into it – or certainly more prone to catch whatever’s going around. We’ve just recently decided as a family to allow our teens to meet friends in outdoor, public places. We all have masks, we’ve all been reluctant to be out ‘in it’ since my husband’s sledding accident in January, but we’re all feeling cooped up and have taken to weekly day hikes to break the monotony. Sigh. Glad you guys are getting on with it, but it’s challenging to do in these challenging times 🖤

    • You’ve certainly been through a lot as a family. Glad to know you are all doing OK now. We’re glad we’ve been able to get out. My second cancer was all sorted last year so I’m thankful none of that has come back to bite me in the bum. I am anxious about the first mammogram after my mastectomy taking place though. The fear is there that it will come back in the other breast even though there was nothing there before. If I can’t go to my original clinic, I shall push my GP here to get me an appointment with the mobile unit.
      It’s just Hubby, me and the dog so we can take her for walks and we’re all out of the house. Overall though, we’re good and faring better than quite a few of our neighbours. Keep safe Kelly.

      • bikurgurl says:

        Nodding. Yes….that little note of fear the cancer will return is always disconcerting. The idea that you’ve been through the wringer, but need for vigilance, will likely never go away. I’m glad you’ll push for your appointment – and as frequently as your doctors recommend. Breast cancer is usually linked with ovarian cancer, so I get my mammograms annually. Having had my grandmother and aunt both die of breast cancer, and it’s prevalence on both sides of my family, it’s been something I’ve been vigilant about for most of my adult life — but that’s all I can do. Like you, it’s just about keeping on top of the appointments and living my best life 🖤 So glad you all are doing well 🖤

      • My great grandmother had breast cancer, as did my twin aunts. The clock has been reset for annual mammograms for the next five years anyway, but the clinic is a four hour drive away. It was our choice to keep all my treatment there as I had excellent care. Here it is very much to be desired. Hubby and I have discussed it and if it comes in the other breast, we’re going to say make the sides match and I will ask about them removing my ovaries as that would be the next thing to be attacked in my body.

      • bikurgurl says:

        Nodding….it’s such a difficult decision to make. I had assumed I would go ahead and have a double mastectomy once I recovered from my ovarian cancer surgeries until I met with a genetic counselor who walked me through my family history, my own health data, and recommended waiting. Sigh. 4 hours? I’m sorry to hear that, but on the upside, to find the care you need is nothing short of amazing. My heart is with you 🖤

      • Thanks Kelly. I’m good and have every confidence in the clinic and the surgeon. She told it exactly how it was, no pussy footing around and I was given the all clear in November. However, the worry is there.

      • bikurgurl says:

        Yay! I am so glad you are in the clear – but I totally understand . . . it’s always there in the back of my mind too 🖤

      • I think it goes with the territory, but I’m not dwelling on it. Have a good weekend.

      • bikurgurl says:

        So true – you as well, my friend 🖤

  3. murisopsis says:

    All valid complaints. You are not alone – I think it is the same everywhere!

  4. Carol anne says:

    I’m glad you had what you needed! I sure am glad lockdown is over now!

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