So how is everyone doing, really?

Artem Vasilyev wrote:

Your argument is don't take walks? lol....

These people are psychotic. I guess if the shepherd said to lay in bed for 2 months, they all would do it. Just make sure you roll over and change sides regularly, or you may end up in the hospital from bed sores.

Lena chita wrote:

In US, in the past month there’s been an increase in home accidents due to Brooke doing more (and more ambitious) cooking, and home improvement projects... 

God dammit!  Tell Brooke to just stay in bed!  That bitch will kill us all with her home improvement projects!!!!

the schmuck wrote:

God dammit!  Tell Brooke to just stay in bed!  That bitch will kill us all with her home improvement projects!!!!

LOLOL! Phone autocorrect. I don't even know how it went from people to Brooke.

Now I see why I didn't get any of the last part.

FN Brooke! Just stay the F&$& put would you!

Lena chita wrote:

LOLOL! Phone autocorrect. I don't even know how it went from people to Brooke.

I thought Brooke was your gf , and really bad at cooking and repairs.

Down with Brooke!

Ma Ja wrote:

I thought Brooke was your gf , and really bad at cooking and repairs.

Ahhh, you meant THAT Brooke! And here I was thinking the entire time that her name was Cheryl. 

Lena chita wrote:

And I thought that ménage à troi is supposed to be fun and games...

Something that's been on my mind intermittently lately -

A while ago I had a kinda traumatic experience that changed how I related to climbing—I questioned whether I would still climb, and when I did decide to go back to climbing it felt subtly different in a way that’s hard to articulate. Less all-consuming and more fragile, I guess, though still absorbing in a fairly obsessive way.

I’’m finding that “losing” climbing now feels somewhat similar. In some ways it actually feels like the past experience made this easier because I feel like I have a template for this particular experience; in other ways, it feels hard because it reminds me of that past experience. That past experience felt pretty isolating, so it’s also interesting to see this unfold in a much more public way.

Just curious if anyone’s feeling similarly. Apologies for the fairly vague post, don’t feel like going into more details here/now but wanted to put it out there in case the experience is shared.

Etha Williams wrote: Something that's been on my mind intermittently lately -

A while ago I had a kinda traumatic experience that changed how I related to climbing—I questioned whether I would still climb, and when I did decide to go back to climbing it felt subtly different in a way that’s hard to articulate. Less all-consuming and more fragile, I guess, though still absorbing in a fairly obsessive way.

I’’m finding that “losing” climbing now feels somewhat similar. In some ways it actually feels like the past experience made this easier because I feel like I have a template for this particular experience; in other ways, it feels hard because it reminds me of that past experience. That past experience felt pretty isolating, so it’s also interesting to see this unfold in a much more public way.

Just curious if anyone’s feeling similarly. Apologies for the fairly vague post, don’t feel like going into more details here/now but wanted to put it out there in case the experience is shared.

I can relate, I think. Though I don’t know if it’s the same thing  

I had lost friends to climbing. But that never made me question whether I would still climb. I have felt different in the months after the loss, for sure, but I was still climbing, and I was not doubting that decision. 

I have “lost” climbing twice, when I had injuries that required surgery and intensive multi-months rehab. The current quarantine feels more like that than a post-losing-a-friend nerves/jitters/flashbacks. 

I do think that I have a healthy-ish/healthier attitude now, in part because I know that this, too, shall end, the rock will still be there, This is way easier than the uncertainty of the post-surgical rehab, I will regain whatever fitness I lose in these months, it doesn’t matter in the grand scheme. 

And I do think that the current situation is, in some ways, easier than the previous times I couldn’t climb, because it is a shared experience.

Thanks for sharing your experiences. Everyone's experience with trauma and loss is (necessarily) different, but it's helpful to know that some aspects of the experience are shared. I can especially relate to feeling like it kinda distilled what does (and doesn't...) matter to me in climbing, and I also feel that that's had some effect on how I'm experiencing the current situation.

What you guys are writing must be bringing the REI staff to tears. It’s so touchy...

I like the expression "I have lost climbing".

The time I lost climbing was when we moved to live in a very flat rural area with out any gyms or anything to climb really. We lived there for like 2 year.

The more I think about it the more it feels like a home goal.

I’m physically going to work for 3 days this week and next week, instead of working from home.

It’s amusing how much context matters. Seeing people in the grocery store wearing masks makes me feel slightly nervous and jittery. Going to work, everyone is wearing gloves, masks, and disposable gowns, yet it feels normal, routine, and weirdly calming. 

Also, am I the only one who is resisting the urge to face-palm a dozen times in the course of a grocery shopping trip? Among the things witnessed today:-a lady struggling to open a plastic grocery bag, reaches under her mask, licks fingers, proceeds with opening the plastic bag;-a guy lifts his mask, scratches his beard, puts mask back on, repeats a couple of times...

Lena chita wrote: I’m physically going to work for 3 days this week and next week, instead of working from home.

It’s amusing how much context matters. Seeing people in the grocery store wearing masks makes me feel slightly nervous and jittery. Going to work, everyone is wearing gloves, masks, and disposable gowns, yet it feels normal, routine, and weirdly calming. 

Also, am I the only one who is resisting the urge to face-palm a dozen times in the course of a grocery shopping trip? Among the things witnessed today:-a lady struggling to open a plastic grocery bag, reaches under her mask, licks fingers, proceeds with opening the plastic bag;-a guy lifts his mask, scratches his beard, puts mask back on, repeats a couple of times...

Ha! I often work in a courthouse. Recently, before the courthouse shut down, we had a Party go to hearing with a surgical mask, claiming that he feels sick. He then lifts his mask, coughs forcefully, and puts his mask back in place.  :-/

the schmuck wrote:

Ha! I often work in a courthouse. Recently, before the courthouse shut down, we had a Party go to hearing with a surgical mask, claiming that he feels sick. He then lifts his mask, coughs forcefully, and puts his mask back in place.  :-/

Yeah, seems about right. A couple of weeks ago, I saw a guy, wearing mask, lift the mask, sneeze into his elbow, then pull the mask back on.   

Lena chita wrote:

Yeah, seems about right. A couple of weeks ago, I saw a guy, wearing mask, lift the mask, sneeze into his elbow, then pull the mask back on.   

This is what I do if I don’t have another mask. 

Have you ever worn a mask after you sneeze into it?I did just see a lady at a grocery store with her mask around her chin smoking a cigarette. 

B P wrote:

This is what I do if I don’t have another mask. 

Have you ever worn a mask after you sneeze into it?I did just see a lady at a grocery store with her mask around her chin smoking a cigarette. 

Now that you mention it, I haven't ever worn a mask after sneezing into it. I'm trying to remember if I had ever sneezed while wearing a mask... Nope. Seems that it would be memorable.

When I wear a mask (and disposable gown, and gloves, etc) at work, it is to protect the samples I work with from contamination, rather than to protect myself from the samples. Removing a mask and sneezing into the elbow of the single-use protective gown (that I'm wearing to reduce contamination), would be a very big snafu.  

Before this pandemic thing, I usually did my wincing-and-face-palming while watching various detective/sciencey shows where people put on gloves, and then touch their hair, face, drink coffee, or give each other hugs while wearing gloves, in the middle of a cadaver dissection... Now I get to see that shit everytime I go out. 

This is, will be and has been a great learning experience for the part of the country that can learn. 

Lena chita wrote:

Now that you mention it, I haven't ever worn a mask after sneezing into it. I'm trying to remember if I had ever sneezed while wearing a mask... Nope. Seems that it would be memorable.

When I wear a mask (and disposable gown, and gloves, etc) at work, it is to protect the samples I work with from contamination, rather than to protect myself from the samples. Removing a mask and sneezing into the elbow of the single-use protective gown (that I'm wearing to reduce contamination), would be a very big snafu.  

Before this pandemic thing, I usually did my wincing-and-face-palming while watching various detective/sciencey shows where people put on gloves, and then touch their hair, face, drink coffee, or give each other hugs while wearing gloves, in the middle of a cadaver dissection... Now I get to see that shit everytime I go out. 

It’s funny, all those things you describe are really just human nature. It’s easy to say don’t touch your face, but in practice it’s really hard not to. (I’m not picking on you, I do it too.) When I’m at work I can’t tell you how many times I catch myself with my hands 2 inches from my face, even before we were forced to use a mask. I never thought anything of it until these days when every mask you throw away is one you won’t have in 2 weeks. 

As for the sneezing, if my patient is unresponsive/sedated and I sneeze into the mask I can usually get through an assessment or something quick. I’ll deal with that rather than doffing and donning and coming back I. To finish up for a few minutes. But on the occasion I’ve got a walker-talkie it’s really hard to be taken seriously with a big wet spot where your mouth is.