I haven’t posted since March which probably makes it the longest period of time in which I haven’t looked at the blog since I started it over eight years ago, and I’ve missed it.
Part of the reason why I’ve had such a long absence is that there has been very little to post about. With lockdown restrictions only starting to ease over the last few weeks I’ve continued to live a rather Groundhog Day existence that has primarily involved getting up, washed and dressed, logging in, logging out, eating dinner and going to bed. It’s hasn’t been a bad thing – my workload has grown by a phenomenal level which has kept me really busy and I wake up most mornings raring to go and excited to start the day – but it has left little time to focus on my own content.
May was also a month of dealing with multiple health issues. It’s rare that I’m ill, but when something hits me it tends to stick around for a while. I had my first covid vaccination at the start of the month and the side effects kept me in bed for three days, followed by an ear infection. When getting the ear checked out at the doctors he was concerned about something else which resulted in multiple blood tests, an anxious wait and thankfully a surprisingly clear bill of health (aside from the ear). I then developed a nasty tooth infection in a tooth that I’ve had issues with for over a year, and I’ve never experienced pain like it. It was so bad that the tooth had to be pulled last week, and so the last few days have consisted of eating soft and puréed food, multiples salt washes and looking like I had been punched in the face. I also started experiencing pain in my back and so have had multiple chiropractor appointments, which leaves me feeling like I’ve been hit by a bus for a day or two afterwards.
It never rains… huh?
I did get the opportunity to go into the city and have brunch before my tooth was pulled, which was very much needed. It was quite a surreal experience – going from staring at my bins from my living room window for several months and then suddenly finding myself in what seemed almost like normal life took a second to get used to. I’m conscious of trying not to be too paranoid about being out and about again – I had to resist the urge to yell “back away people!!” when they even dared to step within six feet of me, but I suppose that there are many who are feeling the same. I’m looking forward to the chance to see my family in person – I haven’t seen my mum since the beginning of March 2020 – and there are some fantastic things that will be happening in Birmingham over the next few weeks, so I’ll be able to start posting again!
What about you guys? How are you feeling about venturing out again?