The Quest for life...
In case you were wondering, there has still been no nostalgic trip to Chantilly as France has undergone its third confinement, 'light-light' as you might have guessed. No trips more than ten kilometers away from home. The borders of the city are now the limitations of travel.
Still, writing and editing, proofreading, and more of the same keep me busy, and I have a new project; I check every day to see if there are vaccinations available for folks our age. One day before bedtime last week, I was inspired to check the website at nearly midnight. I was shocked to find two rendez-vous for Pfizer-BioNTech, both the 1st and 2nd vaccinations, for March 30 and April,27 at our own Paris Neuf, the city hall of our arrondissement.
As you can see, she’s not as glamorous or glorious as some in Paris, but she had the magic potion and a cute young doc who sent us on our way today after a painless experience and “Congratulations” in English.
Of course, one shot or even two won’t change much of anything, except perhaps my state of mind. But I have to remember that there have been so many losses in this pandemic that the psychological aftershocks will reverberate way beyond the immediate effects of the virus for so many people, young and old alike. I count my blessings. We have been fortunate, but we have also been cautious and have obeyed the regulations without exception.
Ted and I are lucky that we both like to cook, and Mickey always stays close and makes us smile.