Tag: #Hope

One Shot Closer

Just when the Caterpillar thought its life was over, it became a butterfly.

Annoymous

Life has not been easy this past year, but I can honestly say today I feel a lot more at ease. I finally feel like there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I did not realize just how stressed I was until the lady gave me my first shot of Pfizer-BioNTech vaccine to combat COVID 19 on Saturday, 2/20/21. Contrary to popular belief it does not have SARS-COV-2 and cannot give a person COVID-19. It is a mixture of various ingredients that may prevent it. FDA has authorized the vaccines to be used for emergency use to prevent COVID-19 in individuals 16 +. Even if you already have had COVID getting the vaccine is important because you could get it again. 

On 2/20/21 I took my father to get his shot at his scheduled appointment time. I did not think I would be able to get mine. It was 12 in the afternoon and I have heard there have been issues getting vaccinations to various states. None the less, I felt there was nothing wrong with asking. I let them know that I am a social worker and am a diabetic on an insulin pump. I also take care of my dad. They let me know that they had some extras that they were able to give out and I might receive one. Waiting in my car behind several other cars getting registered I felt as I had won the lottery. I could hardly believe it. I did not think it was real. I kept thinking I was going to start filling out the paperwork and they are going to say, “Just kidding.” Luckily, they did not. I could have hugged and kissed the whole crew that helped me. I was so grateful. 

A tear of joy ran down my face as she put the needle in my arm. I have made the conscious choice to remain in the house this past year and only leaving on rare occasions. I have not been able to hug family or friends let alone see their faces. I may own a home with my parents, but we have not been able to really hug a lot this past year as various people at my dad’s work came down with COVID (some more severe than others). One man lost his father while he ended up in the hospital twice and could not go to the funeral. 

COVID has impacted us all and it is here to stay for a while. It has turned everything upside down. I live in yoga pants and no longer wear make-up. My hair is growing out to its natural color which I hate, so I have tried to dye it purple. I am not even sure I could function in the real world now. 

I am thankful that I have a job that allows me to work from home, have food on the table, and did not have to rush my father to the hospital when he got COVID. I am thankful that my grandmother, Uncle, mother, and now father and I have been able to get our COVID vaccines. I am grateful to know that if I or any of them got COVID, the results would not be fatal. However, we still need to be careful and follow CDC guidelines of wearing masks and being 6 feet apart as we could still be carriers of the virus and pass it on. There will always be tough times, but there is always something positive and hopeful to cling on to if one looks hard enough. This week I feel like I got my life back and can worry a little less. I can enjoy the world around me and know that those I love are okay. I am okay. Together we can make a difference and inspire hope by continuing to help others get vaccinated and follow CDC guidelines.

It took my dad 5 hours on the computer to finally get an appointment time. It was unbelievably complicated and frustrating for no reason, but you must work with what they give you. My dad is computer literate but I can’t help but think of the challenge for those that do not even have an email address. My uncle spent 6 hours on the phone on hold before someone answered in order to schedule an appointment for my grandmother. When the general public is ready to make appointments, we are going to volunteer to help those that need assistance with the computer scheduling. I hope I can help others feel the relief that the vaccine means to returning to ordinary family life. My life has become a lot more hopeful and I hope yours does too.

Moral: 1) Hope inspires the impossible to be possible. 2) Part of being human is not only doing something to protect ourselves but to look out for others. 

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Let Hope Ring

Photo from anonymous Facebook user

There can be no daily democracy without daily citizenship.

Ralph Nadar

Hope is defined in Wikipedia as  “an optimistic state of mind that is based on an expectation of positive outcomes with respect to events and circumstances in one’s life or the world at large. As a verb, its definitions include: “expect with confidence” and “to cherish a desire with anticipation.” 

Over the last four years, I am sad to say that I have lost some hope and often wondered where compassion, empathy, and love has gone. I have spent countless nights in tears grieving the losses of innocent souls with no end in sight. I have hoped that our government would step up to the challenge and demonstrate that human lives are not disposable. I was faced with the stark reality that my life was irrelevant to those who swear an oath to be leaders and protectors of us all. Instead, science and truth were replaced with lies and hypocrisy. Masks can help stop the spread of the deadliest disease America has ever encountered leaving over 238 thousand plus dead. More deaths and more cases than any other country in the world. No action made America number one for deaths and counting. Our leaders never lead by example, never mandated masks and repeatedly lied about the medical reality the country faced. As the numbers rise and a record number of cases are reached every day, doctors and nurses who are literally giving their lives for this country are thrown under the bus. They are reported to be making money off listing deaths as covid related.  Every time I hear that statement, the thought of hope and unity crumbles a bit more into oblivion, dividing the country even more. 

I was heartbroken to see racism, sexism, and mass hatred for so many on display at levels I had never experienced but knew exists. It was as though I was living in a nightmare I could never wake up from. I never had time to relax because I was fearful of what would happen to my rights as a woman and the rights of those around me. I often wept in my mother’s arms telling her “I am too young to die” because I knew if preexisting conditions were scrubbed off the board which has been a dream of those in charge for over 4 years, was coming desperately close to being a reality. I could not afford to not have my diabetic supplies and seizure medication not covered by my insurance. I could not have that happen to my dad or anyone else. When a tax break for corporations that previously insured all of their workers was more important than improving our health care system, I felt despair and uncertainty about what my future held. 

However, when I heard the news that a woman VP who happens to be African American, Indian, and from a family of immigrants was selected along with a man who knows the reality of sickness and loss, who has poise, experience, and a heart for serving the American people and who will bring compassion, empathy, truth, and science back into the People’s House, I exhaled a deep sigh of relief. I cried tears of joy because I dared to hope again. I felt hope in my fellow Americans that we can prevail when we unite. I was hopeful that despite our differences we could find common ground to show that deep down we are a kind, loving, compassionate, and soulful nation. We remember where we came from and what we stand for: Moral courage, inclusiveness, freedom of the press, freedom of speech, opportunity, and tolerance. We may not always agree with each other, but I was starting to feel hopeful that we were working on making changes towards being more tolerant and respectful of one another. I know that Hope is usually a dream, but today of all days, I will bask in it and hold strong to it. Without hope, there is no future. 

Moral: 1) Every vote counts. 2) Work hard every day. 3) Your life is essential, and our leaders should do all that is necessary to protect it. 

Thank you for reading my blog. I understand it may offend some, but just know that I work daily with the developmentally disabled who need the government’s help to survive and your understanding and support. Feel free to leave a comment below or at zsmisadventures@gmail.com.