Coronavirus, Covid 19 Discussion and How It Has Affected Your Daily Life Chat Thread

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@KDOGG331 do you know who was talking about using the grocery bags the reusable ones to plant plants in?

I found about four or five of them that were no longer using and I wanted to use them.
Me.
The trick with those is to place them inside a shallow something (kiddie pool works) and water the pool. The bags dry out quickly so keep a little water in the bottoms of your shallow somethings.

Yes fill it with dirt lay it flat and cut x's in it and plant stuff
This way works, or if you need something deeper, like for tomatoes, just roll the feed sack edges down to however tall you want/need, fill with dirt, poke drainage holes in the bottoms, and add starts as desired.
Hello all. My husband has cancer. He was diagnosed 2 yrs ago. He has had chemo, 35 radiation treatments and Ivor Lewis surgery. He was cancer free for 9 months. It has returned in one lymph node and is currently getting chemo. He was told on his fb by someone (who was complaining about not opening everything) that he is going to die anyway, so it doesn't matter. Basically, told to go and die. I also belong to a cancer group for his type of cancer. Many of those people were told the same thing by others since covid-19 has come out. He is devastated. I am in Mama Bear mode. You sure see the true nature of people during this virus outbreak. He had many people just break contact when he was first diagnosed, they don't know what to say or do. But this - is heartbreaking.
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Sadly, yes, but you have to understand that I am old and jaded. I do believe in the innate goodness in man, but do know that the other side also exists. The sad thing is that I have never seen a time when the 'other side' has been deemed more acceptable. Let them die, they're old. Let them die, they have preexisting conditions. Let them die they are handicapped and non productive. Sadly the list goes on and on.
People like that make me so mad.
Every human life has worth and value.
Able, disabled, young, old, genius, less than genius, and everything in between. Doesn't matter what your skin color is, how many sunrises you've seen, or where you come from.
Shouldn't matter if you agree with me or not, look like me or not, ...we bleed the same color.
The divisions in this country (US) for all their reasons, are disgusting.
 
People do NOT need to be afraid of medicating for depression. It's an illness! Treating it with meds is no different from treating blood pressure or diabetes that way. You wouldn't hesitate to put a cast or a sling on a broken bone, would you (you, in general, not specific) hesitate to take meds for those illnesses, or to put a cast on a broken bone. Depression is no different. In fact, it's BETTER than a cast, because no one sees it. If you are embarrassed about taking meds for it, you don't have to say a word to anyone. No one will know!

And embrace Robin Williams acknowledgement of depression - "Depression isn't a sign of weakness. It's a sign of trying to be strong for too long!"

Seeking treatment for depression is NOT weak. It's STRONG, because you're taking hold of your life again.
I believe alot of it has to do with the feeling of "losing the battle" when they start taking meds. Like accepting the depression won.
If that makes any sense
 
Me.
The trick with those is to place them inside a shallow something (kiddie pool works) and water the pool. The bags dry out quickly so keep a little water in the bottoms of your shallow somethings.


This way works, or if you need something deeper, like for tomatoes, just roll the feed sack edges down to however tall you want/need, fill with dirt, poke drainage holes in the bottoms, and add starts as desired.

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People like that make me so mad.
Every human life has worth and value.
Able, disabled, young, old, genius, less than genius, and everything in between. Doesn't matter what your skin color is, how many sunrises you've seen, or where you come from.
Shouldn't matter if you agree with me or not, look like me or not, ...we bleed the same color.
The divisions in this country (US) for all their reasons, are disgusting.
I'll just water them daily. I have good moisture control potting soil so it should help.
 
I believe alot of it has to do with the feeling of "losing the battle" when they start taking meds. Like accepting the depression won.
If that makes any sense
I’ve known a few people like that. Didn’t want to be dependent on a pill for forever or need one or whatever. Like they felt weak for needing meds or something. :(
 
Ok people, I've hit a ditch.

To get out of it I baked:
Brownies (extra fudgy)
Pumpkin polenta muffins (with fall spices)
Dutch Babies (successfully this time...third times the charm)
And apple plus apple butter oatmeal crunch bars (fresh apples and a jar of my homemade apple butter)

Now I need a nap!

ETA: this was in addition to the homemade bread from yesterday. Sheesh...need to bake much?
 
Just got off my medication maybe a month or two ago because, I was taking it a very, very long time during which I outlived the dr. that prescribed it and his partner as well(both died from cancer -different types) :(

I was feeling as "normal" I guess as possible and doing okay. But this virus has changed things. I'm back to crying over everything. I don't see any light at the end of the tunnel.

I'm angry with G-D for keeping me alive to continue being alone (never married or living with someone). Either he is making an exception of me because he doesn't care for my life choices, or adding years to my life as punishment.

The virus just enhances everything. I wonder if I will ever get to see my son 34 again. He had vacation plans for January(with his GF) but the virus caused it to be cancelled. He had told me in advance he wasn't coming out for my birthday(July) because - more travel plans. His GF wanted to sight see Chicago at night. As a former Chicago resident for 50 years I didn't think it was a safe destination and especially not at night.

He did not intend to introduce her to me - guess he is embarassed to have such an old mother (I was 38 when he was born). Also my home is nothing special and I am not financially able to keep it up in best shape/me neither.

My son and GF live near ground zero for the virus. So I have many added worries about their safe keeping. Was hoping I'd be a grandmother some day but, I don't think I'll be around that long. He said his girlfriend wanted a lot of kids because she was the ONLY child in her family. My son is also an ONLY.

Sorry for long and rambling thread but, it might be useful when I kick off and someone wants to write up an obit for me.Hope for a decent burial so animals won't be picking my bones.

* please realize many of my comments are due to the recurrence of depression - something I've had since early school years- but, didn't know it.
 
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Ok people, I've hit a ditch.

To get out of it I baked:
Brownies (extra fudgy)
Pumpkin polenta muffins (with fall spices)
Dutch Babies (successfully this time...third times the charm)
And apple plus apple butter oatmeal crunch bars (fresh apples and a jar of my homemade apple butter)

Now I need a nap!

ETA: this was in addition to the homemade bread from yesterday. Sheesh...need to bake much?
Gee that sounds delicious!!!!
 
I really love your advice. It should be given to all women! As for me, I've been the main bread winner all my life, working 70 to 80 hours a week in management so I could retire early. I'm living my lifelong dream now, which I call luxury homesteading. Raising almost all our own food and of course chickens. House I paid off years ago, solar on the roof, no debt, and sunny days on the deck. I'm in heaven, and God forbid if I should lose my husband, I will still be able to maintain this lifestyle. Might have to hire someone to mow the lawn though, can't tell you how much I hate that job! Lol
I envy you! I'm on the opposite end of the spectrum. I married and started my family late, so I had a working life first, but I was far from independent. Hubby was very controlling, kept the finances to himself and did his thing while I raised the kids and maintained a hugely active volunteer life with them and my community. Life was perfect, or so I thought. When he left, I was stranded with two children, a mortgage and obsolete job skills.

So - to make a long story short ... No matter who you are, and even if you're comfortable with where you're at in life, use this time to GET SOME TRAINING! Learn a skill. Learn a language. Make sure your children know that, while it's great to trust their partner to "handle things, " they need to understand the processes themselves, as well. We never know when we'll need to take charge of them, and that learning curve can be REALLY steep! I learned this all way too late, but at least I've learned it - and I'm working hard to dig myself out of a really nasty hole.
Ever Onward!
 
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