In the middle of April, I received my first vaccine jab, Pfizer’s as it turns out. I had to head downtown for it, which was… quite the trip. I’d not been through that part of the metro area for most of a year and the place looks kind of terrible. It’s as though everyone just kind of gave up on downtown PDX being worth the upkeep anymore.
A week from now I’ll receive my second jab, so by mid-May I’ll be fully vaccinated against COVID-19… which is great so far as it goes, but we won’t know for certain how well this plays out long term until enough time passes. (Of course, we also need more people to get vaccinated, and let’s not talk about the folks who are deliberately choosing not to. I’m not feeling political, not here anyway.)
Other than that I’ve just been keeping at keeping going. Hopefully my diabetes management plan is stable now, the job keeps ticking along (knock on wood), and so forth.
I just haven’t much felt like writing about it, because… well. It’s been quite a year or so, hasn’t it?
I got through the birthday week okay, but getting older and hitting the anniversary (yesterday) of the last day I worked in my office (which no longer exists, since the company reduced the space on the lease in our building) kind of took all the energy I might have had for posting stuff here and… vaporized it, really.
My son and I are now doing a weekly Twitch stream of co-op Satisfactory, and that’s going well. I did, in fact, finish the train line I was building and edited together a little 2-minute clip of the route:
Other than that, I’m just keeping on at keeping at it as best I can. (And hoping to get a vaccine appointment some day.) What else can one do?
Another year gone by, and what a year it was, eh? Simultaneously a rapid blur and a temporal morass, the past 12 months brought a couple of big changes to my life, neither of them particularly delightful.
I’m still alive, though, and I’m still here, being the world’s least interesting human. I have the week off from work (“unlimited” PTO, I might as well take advantage of that on occasion) and my plans mostly center on doing silly things with video games (more on that, later) and watching cartoons and listening to music.
In January, we had a couple hours of snowfall. Not snowstick, mind you, it just fell and melted. I went out on the balcony and took a short video with my phone, saying on the record that “this is it, this is all the winter we’re getting.”
So of course here we are a couple weeks later and the Portland Oregon metro area is blanketed in ice and snow, with more coming down this morning.
My superpower, as I may have noted before, is Being Wrong. As soon as I state something with absolute certainty, the universe will bend over backwards to prove me wrong as soon as physically possible. Usually this happens within minutes, but apparently entire weather systems take a while to move into place.
I’m glad that we finally got some winter in our winter, but I can’t help but feel like the programmers and management of this Matrix-y simulation we inhabit are laughing at me every chance that they get, and I’m a bit tired of it.
Was this a hellyear? I can’t imagine anyone (other than the billionaires who got richer than ever) answering in the negative on that one, can you? I don’t need to recap the crappy parts, so I’ll leave off 20-effing-20 with a few bullet points of positivity.
This wasn’t the year I became diabetic, it’s just the year I was diagnosed. It is, thus, also the year during which I got my blood sugar down below the danger level via diet changes, an exercise routine, and a medicinal regimen. I’m counting that a win.
Some great new music entered my library this year, including a new Midnight Oil EP-length entry, The Makarrata Project, which was quite the surprise since they’d essentially retired & disbanded some time ago. Assemblage 23 came through during the grim middle slog of the year with the stupendous Mourn. Pet Shop Boys started the year with Hotspot, which includes some all-time gems. Also in January, Mono Inc gave us The Book of Fire and Apocalyptica went back to their instrumental roots for Cell-O. A friend suggested Jessie Ware’s What’s Your Pleasure record, and so I shall suggest it to you as well.
While the transition to work-from-home hasn’t been a thoroughgoing delight, I can’t complain about my employers hunkering down and finding ways to keep the outfit afloat during these challenging times. I am supremely fortunate to work for these people, make no mistake.
Things could have been, and may of course yet become, so much worse. I’ll count my blessings as best I can while giving this calendar year the double-bird on its way out…
We know that the year twenty twenty delights in beating us down every chance it gets, but sometimes we get to punch back.
Since the diabetes diagnosis in late July I started taking a series of medications, started a daily exercise routine, and modified my diet. This week, the first test results came in to show if those efforts paid off or if I need to take more drastic measures.
Not only are the numbers good, but the key metric (called “A1C”) is actually in the normal range. I’m not even in “we’re still concerned” territory anymore, thanks to the last few months of changes and work.
Mind you, this means I need to keep at it. The medicines are part of my life now, as are the exercise regimen and dietary changes. But at least I have the chance of staying alive longer now, and even in this hellyear that counts for something.