Showing posts with label South African families and Covid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South African families and Covid. Show all posts

Monday, October 5, 2020

Chaos reigns

Still raining and foggy here therefore still no exterior wall painting possible. Yet more delays before this house goes on the market although the real estate agents will visit today. That’s something….

News blues…

South Africa is remarkably even-tempered about Covid-19. Each day my cell phone delivers the latest infection numbers, how many tests conducted, and death statistics. The infection rates continue apace: at least 1,000 new infections per day. The death rate remains low, certainly in comparison to rates of infection in the United States and Europe.
Unlike in the US where daily news covers Trump, Trump, and more Trump plus a drumbeat of Covid infection and death rates, local newspapers present more news on South Africa’s corruption problems than its coronavirus infection problems.
Let’s not, however, forget South African families who’ve experienced Covid first hand: ‘Every day gets a bit better’: Lockdown grievers and givers come into the open: Loved ones come to terms with their new reality six months after the pandemic hit SA
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The US continues as a hot mess with truth the ultimate casualty. This is a good overview of the complexities Americans – and the world – face.  
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The Lincoln Project: Our fight  (0:55 mins)
RVAT: Trump Cut Off Aid for CA Wildfire Victims  (0:56 mins)
Really American: 2 Faced Lidsey  (0:55 mins)

Meanwhile, back at the ranch…

Chaos reigns. Today, I must face my mother in the office of the Care Center matron. I must find a kind, not too direct manner in which to let my mother know that, indeed, her house will be sold…and that she will remain living at the Center.
That I will not cave into my mother’s latest whim will be a mind-altering experience for her, acclimated to getting her every whim accommodated.
One tactic might be to raise her awareness about being a good pack leader. That she is projecting onto The Dog her own feelings of sadness and unrest. Her job if she wants a happy dog? Adjust to her new surroundings, perk up, and accept she’s safe if not totally happy. But how does one introduce such a concept to one so resistant to change?
A friend consoled me: “…attempting to escape a nursing home is an inevitable part of moving to a nursing home. That’s why you gotta wait until they’re too old to fight back.”
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My daily phone call to California was interrupted – again! – by unexpected electricity shut down. The shutdown was not defined as load shedding nor was it on the load shedding schedule the load shedding app states, (sic) “Not Loadshedd since 28 days ago.”
Unexpected, unexplained, unscheduled shutdowns have become the norm. Has Eskom figured out that load shedding is a political hot potato? That it is more politically correct to say nothing, power down at whim, and present a schedule that ignores the company’s dire situation?
Imagine being a small or medium-size business trying to maintain a business under already dire circumstances?