1) Unlike Bette Davis in Dark Victory, I am ready for a Large Order of Prognosisivo Negatividad. But today was not the day for it. This morning’s antigen test yielded only a very faint red line . . . but that’s still a positive result. So isolation must continue for at least a few more days; I’ll test again on Monday.
1a) Either way, I’m observing with Lizzo’s “About Damn Time.” I adore her! It continues to amuse me that I was introduced this revolutionary, profane, body-positive singer through one of my Episcopalian cousins. My Aunt Betty, may she rest in peace, the matriarch of that line, would have had no patience for it.
2) Within my own tiny world I’m doing quite well. It’s the wider world that creates so much anxiety.
3) Only Wednesday, day before yesterday, did I really feel like I was starting to turn a corner, and that was after a sea salt and soda bath. I learned this valuable bit of Science back when I was on the Board of Governors of the Ig Nobel Awards (when they were HQed at the MIT Museum in the 1990s). Take half a cup of baking soda and half a cup of sea salt (MUST be sea salt, not table salt!) and dissolve in a bathtub full of warm water. Then dissolve yourself in that tub for 15-20 minutes, not longer. It was explained to me that the reaction between the salt and the soda rebalances the positive and negative ions in your body. All I know is, Tuesday’s salt and soda totally relaxed me, and Wednesday’s energized me. I’m moving in the right direction. And it’s About Damn Time.