Even when I was a teenager, I didn't like spending time on the phone. Four years ago, (when I started this Not Happy List) I really started hating the phone.
First the phone brought bad news of biopsy results, then I seemed to be on-hold, with a million offices for a week straight. The sound of the phone made me jump. We eventually got rid of the landline.
Lately, I've been feeling so grateful for my phone. Especially since my son-in-law (who happens to work for Apple) was able to help me shop for a good one. Just as my old cell was dying, my new one arrived. It came just in time, as the news was making me feel more edgy and uncertain.
Lately my phone has been buzzing with texts. There are amusing group texts, with my siblings and with our kids... and friends. humorous links keep us laughing and the serious updates keep us informed. Don and I even text each other from different rooms. Crazy. I have to watch myself, or an hour can slip by. Everyone is communicating these days.
The Best Use
But, with all of our daily schedules changing, new habits and routines are emerging. Lately, I've been trying to step out of my comfort zone (which is texts and email) and I've phoned a few of elderly friends that I've grown to love, through my volunteering. What a comfort, to hear their voices and to know they're okay. I call my dad daily and feel relief when his voice sounds strong. A 4th died today at his assisted living center.
It felt great to hear her Lorie's voice. She still laughs like she did, when we were 17. Now, we are in that "over 60 vulnerable group" that everyone is worried about. Yikes, how is that possible?
So thanks to Covid, some of us are getting a much needed push to connect with others. This ugly disease may be forcing people to keep their distance, but it's also inspiring some of us to talk and share more!
I love my fancy iPhone with all it's abilities, but it's the old fashioned part of the phone that I really appreciate!
Cancer - Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!