Hanging on for survival
Hanging on for survival
Today I had to go shopping in the supermarket. Actually it is in a Mall or whatever it is called, with other stores. Our government has decreed no meetings of groups of people and so all the other stores and restaurants have been closed, and the supermarket was the only store open.
The other stores have jilted me. They have closed the blinds. They no longer want me.
My new disguise when I go shopping and although I belong to the golden oldie group with underlying illnesses, whatever they may be, with the right protection you can conquer everything. I really did not want to go today, but it was necessary and so I ventured into the unknown on my own, not knowing what would await me.
It was the best shopping afternoon I had done in many weeks. People were few and we all kept our distance from each other. I then saw a shopper, a man, with protective plastic gloves handling vegetables. I decided I should also do the same, but gloves are now sold out. I then took two of those disposable plastic bags to cover each hand and felt safer. I eventually arrived at the butchers for my meat. The guy knows me and we of course had a little conversation about …… you know what, we all talk about the same today.
He took pity on my plastic bag covered hands and gave me a proper pair of gloves to wear, what a lovely man. In the meanwhile I have returned home safe and sound and we now have enough food until my next safari on Friday for the week-end shopping. And the supermarket has full shelves again. We are saved.
I am here and so is the sun. At the moment I am glad for every more or less healthy day that exists. No-one knows how things will develop. Living in a small village I just see the world around me, and that is still normality. The birds are singing in the morning, the flowers are blooming and at home the normal routine, although not quite.
I need medicine for my MS since a week and have not yet received it. It is ordered and my contact person is waiting for a delivery to cope not only for me, but other patients. It has been promised and now the day should be Thursday. It comes from a German producer, Bayer, and so I had a suspicion that was confirmed this morning. I had to organise medicine for Mr. Swiss and I always phone in the morning to the chemist, to see if they have enough supplies. The chemist does not stock a lot but within half a day gets what it needs and I am going in the afternoon. At the same time I asked the lady if she knew why certain medicine is not available as usual. She said they just cannot produce enough at the moment. I also have a suspicion that because my MS med comes from Germany, they are looking after their own people first. Germany have closed their borders and are no longer so interested in what is happening in other countries. My contact for my medicine informs me every day whether she has received the delivery and is keeping me in the picture, but it has already been postponed three times. I am now hoping for Thursday. When I have it it will be enough for three months. We are really going through hard times.
I must go shopping this afternoon for food. It is no great problem and the stores are gradually getting organised. In the afternoon there are not so many people, they all crowd in the morning to grab before it is sold out, although the rush for standards such as frozen goods and tinned goods is now over – I hope. I should actually not be out, as they say that people over 65 years old and with complaints should stay at home. Big deal if possible. Up to now I have survived. Just keep a distance and wash your hands I suppose. Yesterday a village restaurant sent a weekly menu. We can order lunch to be delivered which is also quite a good thing. That would not be so cheap, but now and again a good idea. The local village authorities have also organised a bit of a help line for those that cannot get out. I have my own car, the store is not so far, and so I continue more or less as usual.
My photos are a little few and far between, but now and again perhaps the help to give a little normality. I found my back garden was looking OK in the sunlight this morning.
My son was in town yesterday. His usual afternoon routine is to visit various stores and his favourite café. Now it is all closed. Even our restaurant mile along the river side is empty. There were a few groups of kids trying out their roller skates on the street he told me. We do not have a complete lock down here, and walks outside are in order. Apparently outside the dreaded virus can scatter and gets very much weakened in its power. It is areas where people are more together where it can become a problem.
And I just got a telephone call that my new deep freezer will be delivered next week on Monday, so let us try to continue as normal with no problems.
I am now off for a shower and general clean of the apartment. I just have to keep myself busy and not try to think of this Damocles Sword hanging over our heads. Keep safe everyone, whether isolated or not
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