I want to post Carly Simon, but this is anticipate, not anticipation. I have thoughts of The Rocky Horror Pictures show and antici … pation, but this is anticipate. What do I anticipate? I anticipate my boyfriend (who tested for and does not have Covid) has a sinus infection. I anticipate Trump will continue to drag his heals about losing the election. I anticipate lots of anxiety this winter with the virus running rampant. I anticipate a successful and SAFE wedding for my daughter in January… or maybe that is a hope and a prayer.
I anticipate more loss and pain with the pandemic. I anticipate fear about a rushed vaccine, or treatment. I anticipate a rough winter as it snowed twice already in October. Tonight, the northwest corner of the state is in a winter weather advisory. I anticipate though, that it will be easier to shovel this winter as we replaced our very old 2 runner and grass driveway. I anticipate a sigh of relief January 20th on inauguration day.
So, I think I anticipate some sleep pretty soon and hope for a better day tomorrow.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – anticipate
This is so my life right now. All the way from my place in the world, the nation and right here at home I am unable to stop this merry-go-round life.
Of course, I have concerns about Covid. I have asthma so I “qualify” as one of those high-risk people (hurray for me). My boyfriend is a front-line worker as a cashier, so he has lots of contact with the public, while also being a high-risk winner with both diabetes and high blood pressure (go team!). The state of Iowa has been called a hot spot with new cases ranging from the 600 to 1000 area each day. One of the biggest concerns I have is my daughter and her fiancé have a January wedding planned… where will the numbers be then? Will they be able to have a big wedding? These questions ring out every night when I watch the news and see outbreaks everywhere.
Things have not been good nationally for quite some time. I am not one to talk a lot about politics but where the country is right now is downright scary. We are so divided and unable to have any sense of calm expressed by our current leader. With the replacement of Ruth Bader Ginsburg being shoved down our throats I fear for the future. And elections always frustrate me. Just ONCE I would like to see a candidate step up on a platform of their own beliefs and qualifications instead of running down what their opponent did or didn’t do so far. So, I get to the point where I mute the TV ads and try to find the real facts somewhere.
Closer to home the doctor has prescribed a change in my medications that is causing a great deal of fatigue. She added one med, took one out and increased the dose of an “as needed” one to a twice a day occurrence. I take my night-time meds and you can almost bet that twelve hours later I will either still be asleep or will be fighting a great deal of fogginess and a lingering medicated haze. And now that I have been on this regiment for a month anyway my doctor offers this advice, “your body will adjust to it eventually and it will work.” Which translates in my head to “You’re on your own sister, just live with it.”
While I don’t think I have ever used the word inexorable in my daily life, I sure do feel its presence.
(A note before I leave… the medication switch is a big reason I have fallen back in my reading and writing for prompts. I WILL someday be caught up again. And I will read all you have written I just may not have time to leave a lot of comments. Thanks for your understanding!)
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – inexorable