Pandemic Pain

The pandemic has affected all of us.  Some of us may just have suffered from a lack of activity. (Fortunately, most of that is navigable now.)  And others suffered emotionally.  As I do, I will do a mash-up of both and try to output something uniquely mine.

First, in the early days of the pandemic, it seemed like the Martians could have landed on planet earth and taken all leaders back to the home planet.  If the evening news presented this as the leading story, we could have believed it.  Our senses of reality were so disoriented.  We could have been told the Bigfoots of the world had been awaiting this moment and were prepared to make their immunity known.  The bottom line is we were all really confused and walking in a dream.  Eventually, we went out and got food or had it delivered.  We tolerated the rules that we didn’t understand, but we were being forced to accept.  And, eventually, our hope was realized–the Son Of Spanish Flu wasn’t revisiting us 100 years after its first appearance.   COVID-19 was lethal to a very few.  And, your natural immunity was not important.  We lumped everyone into the “possibly asymptomatic” category.

Some, I realize, suffered from far greater depression than I.  Besides the obvious financial concerns, there were many who walked around in complete fear.  What will happen to my kids if I die?  What are we going to do about the wedding?  Are we going to have to cancel the 4th of July gathering?  And, for those who don’t have a Christian worldview, you might think that the world was spinning out of control and only the scientist could solve this problem.  While celebrities may get the sympathy for these feelings of hopelessness, the pandemic did shake all of us foundationally.  Eventually, those who trust in a created universe reaffirmed their trust in God and His plan for each of their lives.  Those who don’t share this worldview suffered more deeply.  They got deeply depressed and questioned why they had to suffer in this way.  I don’t know why the pandemic happened, but I feel confident that He who let it happen will not be surprised when it ends.

Today, I don’t know if the pandemic will touch my life directly or not.   As I have said with nearly all things in my life, “If God wants to take me out, He is going to have to work at it.  I will not make it easy for Him.” And that is how I approach nearly everything–eventually.

Compared to the above, my physical pain seems almost a privilege.  Walking 12,000 to 30,000 steps a day has obvious benefits, but it can be detrimental to.

  • I have lost the baby toenail on my right foot.  My shoes were born longer than their pre-pandemic brothers.  I consider it a very acceptable sacrifice.
  • Recently, whether due to overworked shoes or an angry foot, my right arch decided it did not want to help me walk the way I was accustomed.  I could not roll from heel to the toes.  I had to swing the foot to avoid stretching it.  Three days in, the arch has accepted it alone cannot make me stop walking.  If it recruits a few more body members, it might keep the scabs from ruining the strike.
  • At first, I thought my shoulder pain was from throwing my arm up to acknowledge all the bikes before they passed me on the path.  Now, I think it is a change in sleeping habits.  I don’t think it is pandemic-related.  Yet, I do seem to want to hug myself more tightly…I guess it is possible.
  • All of the allergens in the air will affect those who are allergic and outside walking.  When those who are allergic have a sore throat, cough, and a runny nose, is it possible they think they have COVID?  If we did not have a thermometer that read my temperature below 98 degrees during these times, I would have run to the nearest COVID testing location.
  • On a positive note, I do have a very nice farmer’s tan.  I have been disgusted by many men of my age range who find walking shirtless as a wise decision.  When you get to be my age, the imagination is a far more powerful force than the actual.

The pandemic has bombarded us from all sides.  Despite the overabundance of bad news, take comfort in knowing God knows how it is going to end.  And if you truly believe that, the “now” is only part of the journey to there…

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