Vaccinated!

From the beginning, I was pretty sure I wanted the vaccine when available for the group of my age because I didn’t feel strong enough to fight this virus alone.

When vaccines began to appear like mushrooms after rain, I asked my intuition which one is the best for me.

Instead of a simple recommendation I got a short story parallel to each vaccine available at that time. Based on my imagination only, because I am not an expert in any concerned field.

First, I was thinking of P.B. and I watched at the brave warrior who was conquering new territories to rule over them. He was not ready to share the leadership, but was fully prepared to fight the external enemy.

Ok, it looks like extremely effective vaccine, but I am not ready to give a complete control over myself to this warrior. His ambition didn’t seem satisfied with the only task of protection against covid.

Then, A.Z. came to me like a mist that slowly settled into each and every cell. The main mission was not to dominate, but to merge and cooperate.

Yes! This type of vaccine I decided to get. And I stuck to my decision even after all the negative news that has been coming up in recent months. The mist and cooperation are not for everyone. Leaving responsibility to the warrior is much easier. Just as fire may seem more suitable for immunization than water.

So I knew which vaccine I wanted but I didn’t know how to get it. Deliveries were small and slow, mostly based on P.B.

I was patient, didn’t want to skip vulnerable groups. Last week, I finally signed up for the vaccination and prayed for getting A.Z. Unfortunately, this was the only way. Even though we have the right to refuse the vaccine, we cannot choose which one to get.

And you know what? The next evening my local GP called to tell me, that she had two A.Z. vaccines left and if I didn’t want one. Was it an answer to my prayer?

To be honest, I didn’t feel well yesterday. I had a strong headache with feeling like be drugged and body beaten. But I took it as a proof that the vaccine was working.

Additionally, my imagination watched the body, getting an intense course of fighting covid. If I went to the judo lesson, I would also have a beaten body!

I was quite fine today, the cooperation with the A.Z. has been started!

Hope you get your dream vaccine if you choose one.

Love and hugs,

Ivana

P.S. Immediately after vaccination I was very thirsty and within two hours I drunk about two liters of water. Which is, I believe, kind of natural prevention against thrombosis that people fear with the A.Z.

In the middle of lockdown

Since the covid pandemic invaded our lives, we have all experienced a number of restrictions and strange situations, as well as suffering or even death of our loved ones. We learned how to wear masks and read facial expressions only from eye wrinkles, when we are lucky enough to meet in person.

Staying at home, we are overwhelmed by the endless flow of catastrophic news and / or senseless political quarrels about things they cannot understand. Sometimes I feel that this is worse than the pandemic itself. Mentally and emotionally, I am tired of it.

Then, it is completely out of my comprehension how health professionals can handle such situation for more than a year. On a daily basis, they keep dressing up in protective spacesuits and fighting for lives. Unlike the rest of us, they don’t have time to complain.

Whenever I remember their work, I am ashamed of my petty complaints about how I cannot breathe through the mask, and I do my best to be obedient to all the restrictions. Although the current lockdown is very strict and many people are trying to get around it.

The pandemic also brought me something good or I should say great. It’s been exactly a year since I decided to buy a brush and paints and start watercolor painting. All the pandemic limitations gave me freedom to learn and try. And I believe that once the horror of covid-19 is over, I will remember the times of the pandemic in connection with my watercolor beginnings.

I would like to think that we keep the better memories if we can choose.

Recently, I learned how to draw and paint droplets. The first example doesn’t need a comment, the second one should be a tribute to the upcoming St. Patrick’s Day. I hope the shamrock is clear but who would recognize that beer foam is covering the top? I still have some work to do. And I will be happy to do it, especially in the middle of lockdown.

Love and hugs,

Ivana

Paralyzed by COVID impact

The whole world is paralyzed by the new coronavirus. People dying, economy collapsing. Science and research are seeking a vaccine, testing existing drugs, including experimental ones. The governments are doing the same. No one knows the recipe, but it could be a mistake not to try.

In my country has been declared emergency state. Schools, restaurants, sports facilities, most shops and services are closed. We are obliged to wear facial mask of any kind, groups of more than two people are prohibited, except the family. It’s strictly recommended to go only to work – if you still have one, and then stay at home. What else? Watch TV full of depressing news, empty interviews and other restrictions?

No, that’s not entirely true. You can see a lot of positive things as well. Nameless heroes among medical and rescue staff, food and drugs suppliers, who face the risk of infection every hour, every day. There’s also admirable army of volunteers. Thousands of people sew facial masks for themselves as well as for medical professionals. Many help in many different ways. Innovators convert diving masks to respirators or print them on 3D printers. Others develop effective protection based on nanofibers.

I’m grateful to see and feel so much humanity and good hearts. It brings me the hope to overcome the impact of the new coronavirus and enter a new yet unknown era.

Take care of yourself and your family, stay healthy.

Love, Ivana

P.S. Forced to spend a lot of time at home, I finally decided to face my fear of wet techniques. The image above belongs to my very first attempts in watercolor. It looks like painted by a schoolchild and that’s how I really felt. Please be benevolent, I keep trying.