Watishing Into (Thank F**k) 2021

31 Dec

Well, this year has been nothing but hell, so I thought I would choose a soothing picture of Fernando’s arse from back in the day. This is probably one of my all time fave Sernando pictures and we have bonus Chori & Xabi. Oh the good old days!

So where have I been, you may (or may not) have been asking? Well, it has been a hell of a saga…

It is fairly obvious that in the past few years posts here have slowed down. There have been a number of reasons (health, work, time, lack of help). When 2020 dawned I had high hopes that things would be better. I had a new job – it wasn’t perfect – but I was in great shape financially and finally had some work/life balance. I planned to recommit to the blog 100%. The one thing I always tried to do even when I was super busy was put up a Daily Drool but somewhere around February, I started losing steam. I was getting into a funk about the state of American politics and concerned with what I was seeing overseas with the coronavirus. I told myself that I would sit down in March and do a big old catch up.

Well, life had other plans for me. I had my first Covid-19 symptoms on March 15.  NYC’s response was in it’s infancy but I was lucky that I had a doctor advocate for me and I was able to get a test the next day. I can’t even begin to describe the speed and ferocity with which this virus took me down. Within two hours of waking up, my temperature was over 102. I was so nauseous I couldn’t eat or drink anything. I couldn’t breathe. I was hallucinating. By the end of the week, I was in the hospital where they found that I also had pneumonia. I was incredibly lucky and they were able to get me stabilized by the end of the day and send me home to recuperate. My breathing was touch and go for over a month and I was struggling to stay out of the hospital. My doctors were great and got me lots of medication for the nausea and nebulizers and I pulled through but it took me many weeks before I could eat somewhat normally and do simple things like change my sheets, shower or even just walk across a room without gasping for air. I was as weak as a baby. I wouldn’t have survived without my friends. Shigs risked her own health to bring groceries and leave them outside my door and check in on me via text every day. I am so grateful for her love and selflessness. My other friends closed ranks around me as well and their support was everything. I got laid off my job too but was feeling well enough by the time that happened in the summer to pick up some periodic freelance work. I, unfortunately, have long Covid so I have spent the year on a merry go round of specialist appointments. I am battling extreme exhaustion, a host of GI symptoms, I had two months of my hair falling out in handfuls, joint pain, shortness of breath, anemia (which put an end to my donating convalescent plasma after 6 times), chunks of my molars breaking off and all sorts of other indignities. Somedays I still don’t feel well enough to get out of bed. I don’t know what the long term damage will be to my body. I feel like a human pincushion and I still will 100% tell you that I am one of the lucky ones because I am still here. I have lost a family member, friends and colleagues to this virus. I lost a dear friend to cancer. I have friends fighting Covid and cancer right now. This year SUCKED.  And I know that I am not the only one in this boat. Not by a long shot. We are all united in this complete and utter horror.  I would not wish this virus on my worst enemy. Please stay home, wear a mask, keep your distance and be safe so that we can all be together again soon. No party, vacation, visit, etc. is worth someone catching this or giving it to someone else.

There were some positives to this year (aside from still being alive). I got even more politically active and was able to do a hell of a lot of get out the vote letter writing for the Presidential election and the upcoming Georgia Senate runoffs. I wasn’t well enough to get out and join the BLM protests but I was able to advocate and donate from home. The relief I felt when the election was finally called for Joe Biden and Kamala Harris can not be overstated. I cried my eyes out for hours when I wasn’t screaming out my window and ringing a cowbell. I know things won’t be great for awhile – we have a lot to overcome and much work to do but right now I have hope in a way that I haven’t in 4 years. 

This year has also allowed me to slow the hell down because A. I was too sick to do anything and B. Where would I go anyway? That allowed me to reconnect with old friends and start mending some fences with a family member that was long overdue. I stopped taking for granted that they would always be there. This year gave me perspective.  

And I actually watched some football. Some. Not a lot. Part of me feels guilty about that. I mean, I can binge all of The Queen’s Gambit (so good!) in 2 days but I can’t make time to watch my beloved team? I guess I just needed some escapism and for some reason, football hasn’t been that. Seeing empty stadiums, knowing that it may be a couple of years before I can be physically at a match again, the memories of great times watching at the pub, laughter and brilliant matches, it was all a bit painful. For me, a lot of the joy of football is the togetherness. But I am getting better at watching and I’m looking forward to the match on Saturday vs. Celta Vigo. 

And guess what? The blog is officially 10 years old today. Yep, I made my first post on December 31, 2010 although we didn’t open it to the public until January 16, 2011. So maybe this year, I will revisit some of the fun posts we did in the past. I would really like to get a few more posts up this coming year because 2020 was a complete wash. And I miss you all and the team.  And there are so many new babies to report! Footballers, as always, love to procreate and with this much time on their hands…

And as always, we end our years here with Nando’s butt. Since retiring, he has rather rudely not shared any new butt pix on his Instagram. The cheek! (or lack there of). But he looks happy and healthy and seems to enjoy working out in the gym he owns.  Here are the previous years for your viewing pleasure: (2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015 2016, 2017, 2018 , and 2019 ) time flies when you have an ass like that to look at.  

So this was a long post but I wanted you to know what has been going on with me. I will endeavor to be a bit more active during the coming year.  

I wish us all a fresh start in 2021.  Hoping that you and all your loved ones have a year that is safe, healthy, happy and prosperous. We didn’t get through this year alone, even if it felt like it sometimes. We were there for each other – through a screen, on the phone, via text whatever.  Let’s try to keep that up in the coming year. Reach out to people, check in. You never know what someone else is going through and they will undoubtedly appreciate it. Everyone needs a little extra love this year. Let’s all be the Sergio of the picture in this post, let’s give the world a little cuddle.

Hala Madrid y nada mas and much love,


4 Responses to “Watishing Into (Thank F**k) 2021”

  1. ForzaSusan December 31, 2020 at 8:07 pm #

    So grateful you are recovering! May 2021 allow us to pay attention to the things we love and the people we love (rather than doom scrolling). Much love to everyone near and far!

  2. hopechaser January 6, 2021 at 7:09 pm #

    Wonderful to hear you are on the mend! I’ve thought of you throughout the year and am happy you feel well enough to share your journey. ☺️ Wishing you and everyone a wealth of health and hope for our collective journey forward!

  3. Bunny February 13, 2021 at 9:00 pm #

    Hey honey, hope you return to full health soon. 2020 was awful indeed :'(. Glad to hear about your victories 🙂 Hang in there! Hopefully 2021 will bring us all better things. Thanks for the pictures of Nando’s butt! XD This blog is such a goldmine of treasures! hahaha

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