Our Quarantined Life

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Here we are.
Ending the 11th (or is the 12th) week of physical distancing/quarantine measures.
We have come to accept that this is the new “normal”.

How I’ve been holding up

Not well.
I’ve been battling with the worst case of hives ever.
After suffering for two weeks trying all the over the counter anti-histamines available, various anti-itch creams and lotions I went to see my doctor. My doctor assumes its due to stress and seasonal allergies. I was given prescription strength allergy medicine and a topical cream. A week later I was back in her office. After blood work came back normal, I was put on a week of prednisone and stronger cream. The hives themselves are now gone, but I am still just as itchy. I still wake up scratching myself to the point of bleeding in the middle of the night. So now it’s back to the prescription allergy medicine, but twice a day AND Benadryl at night. My doctor made me promise to get a minimum of thirty minutes of relaxing alone time. HA! Every couple of days I’ve been able to squeeze in an oatmeal bath and watch an episode of Battlestar Gallactica.
Alone? Not really. I am “Mom-ed” the whole time. At least my skin is getting some relief… right?
Every time I get the slightest itch I slather myself in Aveno Eczema Relief lotion. I am making myself some sweet violet and dandelion skin oil and balm to help with my skin.
I am the most moisturized person in all of time and space at this point.
Lady Cassandra, be jelly!

Alas, I have ended up with cellulitis from scratching my legs.
Antibiotics, more topical cortisone creams, anti-bacterial topical creams, and even more allergy medications.

Mentally . . .
A few break downs here and there.
Mostly related to being overwhelmed by starting back online classes.
There were some severe technical issues on the university’s part. I wasn’t able to get my books on time as they weren’t posted until after the classes started. I am the type of person who prefers to read a week or two ahead and really know what the prof is talking about.
I am catching up.
It doesn’t help that the summer term is a very condensed term.
I also never thought I would admit this, but I miss my bus ride to school.
Turns out, that was my me time.
Just me (well strangers on the bus too) and my podcasts or my books to catch up on reading. I miss the walking to the bus stops and campus.
At the same time, I do like being to wake up and attend my lectures in my jammies.

How about the kids?

They’re alive.
So yay!
To be completely honest… way too much screen time.
School has reopened for the middle kiddo, but it’s optional.
For their mental health we decided to keep them home.
The wee one’s preschool is closed for the foreseeable future. They’re private so they aren’t eligible for government subsidies to cover the extra cost for teachers.
No grade 6 graduation and no preschool graduation. I think the lack of preschool graduation bothers me the most. We’ve decided to slowly introduce the kids to homeschooling as they predict the second wave to hit us in September. Something to at least keep their minds engaged and earn their screen time.

The Pets?

Hermione, our usually independent and sassy cat has become very stressed and needy. She has started meowing excessively at night and carrying her toys around. She usually avoids us, but has wanted all the pets lately. We purchased an interactive feeder to keep her and Asimov entertained.
They have both taken to sitting on my school work … while I am trying to work.


Slowly Re-Opening

Quebec is slowly re-opening.
Inter-regional travel is allowed.
We can now leave our city.
Non essential stores with doors to the outside world are re-opening.
Hair dressers are set to re-open between June 1st and 15th depending on their location, as long as they have an exterior door as a main entrance.
On private property, you can gather outside. A limit of 10 people from a maximum of 3 households.
Some provincial parks are reopening, although they are encouraging people NOT to travel to them. Same thing with cottagers. You can travel to check on your cottage if you HAVE to, but you are asked NOT to stop in the small towns on the way.

COVID-19 and How we are Holding up.

Captains log …

We are a week and a half into pretty strict social distancing measures.
Schools and day cares are closed until May 1st — at the earliest. Tuesday at midnight everything but essential stores and services will be closed. Those that remain open are only open for limited hours and only allow a very low number of people into the store at the time. The premier has “asked” that no one travel other than to buy necessities. Groups of more than two people aren’t even supposed to congregate, indoors or outdoors. They are making exceptions for family. We are being asked not to cross the inter-provincial bridges into the neighbouring city by both of the mayors of Ottawa and Gatineau. The cities of Ottawa and Gatineau are pretty much one city. Ottawa has declared a state of emergency.

The border between the USA and Canada is closed meaning I can’t get to my son.

It is a scary time.

No breaks. Since I work from home, I don’t get my somewhat peaceful 45-minute bus ride home. Working from home also means that the tiniest human believes that I am her beck and call 24/7. She doesn’t understand that I am trying to work.
I am out of spoons, or as I prefer to say, mana.

Wash your hands and love each other
Photo by Joshua Reddekopp on Unsplash

… and the weight gain.
I will admit stress and boredom eating is going on.
Since my apartment is now my office, I don’t get much walking in.
The weather is unpredictable.
I was running on the warm days, but a couple of days ago I hurt my ankle. Not only does that take away my alone time, but it also means I can’t do many of the exercise DVDs I own or use Beach Body on Demand without risking further injury. My ankle was feeling a tiny bit better and I (foolishly) went for a walk with the family. I wanted to find some branches for a project I had in mind and wanted to try my hand at foraging.
That was a mistake.
I have managed to hurt my ankle again.
So it’s back to being super strict with weighing, measuring, and tracking my food intake again.

I should consider myself lucky.
Besides the anxiety attacks and dealing with fibro, everything seems to be fine for now and we are healthy. I am getting to spend time with my family (except for my oldest kiddo and that is killing me) and we have food and shelter. We even have toilet paper!

Toilet paper
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How are you holding up?
What safety measures are in place where you live?
Most importantly… Do you have toilet paper?!

I don’t get the toilet paper hoarding.