Something interesting has happened in my life. I contracted COVID, probably while flying back from Philadelphia. I tried keeping up on the vaccine boosters. A couple weeks before my trip back east I thought I got the most recent booster. Later that day the Meijers pharmacy called me and said something to the effect of, “Sorry, our bad. We accidently gave you the original COVID vaccine, not the booster you need. You’re not protected against the most recent variants, and you can’t get the booster you need until December”. That one was their bad. My bad was not wearing a mask in crowded airports and airplanes. I got complacent since I don’t wear one in my daily goings on about town anymore. I remember looking at the crowds in the Philly airport and thinking it looked like a mass spreading event. I didn’t even have a mask on my person.
A few days later I started getting symptoms in the afternoon and woke up the next morning with what I thought was the mother of all sinus infections. My sinuses felt like they were trying to exit my body through my face and somebody was standing on my chest. Fever, cough, the works. And I was really tired. Woke up, ate breakfast, had a couple cups of highly caffeinated coffee, and then went back to sleep for another ten or so hours. When I did a home test it immediately went positive. No need to wait twenty minutes. Via a telemedicine visit my Doc prescribed Pavlovid. That little wonder drug knocked back the symptoms in short order.
So, I had to raise the yellow flag and do the isolation thing. Lise and I coexisted in parallel universes. I slept in one bedroom and Lise in the other. I used the bedroom bathroom, and she used the other one. She used the office, and I hung out in my shop. She ate in the dining room, and I ate at the counter. We wore masks whenever we were together. Yeh, it was a pain, but it could have been a lot worse.
I tried to be productive and knocked off a couple projects in my shop. Did some clean-up and equipment re-arranging and made a couple cutting and charcuterie boards. I’ve made a number of cutting/charcuterie boards, but I try to do something different with each one.
Double sided cutting or charcuterie board. Maple, black walnut and Osage orange. With a fun profile.
Asymmetrical serving board of mostly black walnut, maple, and bloodwood with some thin cherry accent lines.
And now I can strike the yellow flag. I finally tested negative and haven’t had a fever for a couple days. I still have some symptoms like sinus issues but I can go out amongst the general population again.
Ed's and Lise's Biggish Years 