Say a prayer for Dani.  Right at dinner time she started struggling to get up/move between rooms.  This has happened, I won't say frequently, but I've often seen her struggle to stand up - banging into the French doors to get leverage, etc.  I tried to get her to just chill but she kept trying and tuckered herself out tonight.

As she finally decided to just stay still, probably because she couldn't fight more this came some whines/moans and heavy breathing.  I tried carrying her outside and she couldn't stand much less pee even with my support.

I have her set up with a bed out in the kitchen near the water in case she does manage to regain enough strength overnight to move and wants some water.  I've been dreading needing to decide for her, but especially now in the midst of all of this.  Ugh.

Wednesday (tomorrow) would be two weeks since I left the house in the car.  I've done my first round of 14 days.  I think this morning I'm going to pull the car out and Avery and I will go for a ride.  I certainly do not want the battery to die, so there is purpose there.  I'm not sure where we'll drive to.  I know I'm going to stay off the highways.  I can't tell you how often the thought goes through my head to be extra careful cutting something or when Avery is running that the last thing we need is something that warrants a trip to the hospital or medexpress.

I did get another grocery slot, this one for pickup from a local Aldi.  So I want to make sure the car is running before that pickup day!  Of course, Aldi uses instacart and they're striking at the moment (along with Amazon) so... yeah, this too adds to my anxiety because it makes me think about what happens when all of those workers start getting sick.  I'm going to have to cut out grocery shopping.  It would be hard to go without milk and fresh fruit, but I do have some frozen of each.  I've started looking around for a dairy around here that still has milkmen, but no success yet.  I'm hoping to hear back from one that is north of me.

I've seen pictures of long lines at banks and food banks lately.  That stuff all scares me even more, but yet I'm compelled to watch the news a couple of times a day just to check in.

This week I have one full day of support (tomorrow), so I got on top of things today getting 2 1/2 hours of work in this morning, another 2 1/2 hours while she napped, and 1 hour as she went down for bed.  That still means I need to average around 5 hours a day for T-S during her sleep schedule.  Can't complain yet.  I'll save that for next week when rough actually kicks in.  I know at some point I need to start eating into vacation time, but until I can see the light at the end of our tunnel I really don't want to.

The more news I watch the more I think that I will be trying to manage things as is well to July.  I guess I need to come at this from the right perspective here... if I and my family remain well and I remain employed -- and this is my biggest complaint I am still blessed beyond measure.  Remind me of that regularly, please.

My favorite egg brought daffodils and hyacinths cut from his yard.  My downstairs smells delightful and the bright yellow is soothing.  Trees are starting to bud.  At least we can keep walking the neighborhood.  Now if only the rain and crazy winds would chill out.

Yesterday before 4  my phone went off with a Tornado Warning.  It looked pretty clear but within a few minutes the dark was looming, so I rounded up the dogs and Avery and we headed to the basement.  From there I could hear the hail pelting the windows.  There isn't really a great place to 'hide' here.  Maybe the half bath on the main floor is an option too, but it would be mighty hard to get the dogs in there with us.  Fortunately, things passed us by.  The hail a few miles away in Cecil was the size of the palm of an adult's hand.  Here from what I saw they were smaller.  Thank goodness I haven't filled my garage to the brim (like so many neighbors) and my car gets to stay hidden away - have I thanked God for that usable garage lately?  Time to do that again.

Finally my cough has subsided to the point I am willing to say I am over it.  I did go to my ENT appointment, he went up through my nose and looked around, stating that my larynx was ticked off.  His diagnosis/belief is acid reflux that would normally not cause me issue until you get sick and then it keeps things a bit displeased.  He did prescribe me something, but I couldn't get it fully filled, so I haven't taken any of it.  My cough was already diminishing at that point anyhow.

While I was there I overheard the person who took my information (you know, before the doctor comes into the room with you) freaking out in the hall and I'm pretty darn sure it was about me given that I had just detailed my past month and a half to her.  Of course, the office hadn't really taken much in the way of precautions that I saw, so... what do you expect honey?

With regard to the hunger games, I managed to get a delivery slot for Giant Eagle this coming Saturday.  Hopefully they'll have at least half of the things I tried to order - or at least more milk and fruit for Avery.  Time will tell I suppose.  I would have done curbside, but those appointments were non-existent.  Good news is the first delivery fee is waived!

We seem to be getting one day of rain followed by a day with blue skies and sunshine.  I'm extra grateful for those bright days so we can spend a little time outside.

Today is officially the first day of working two full time jobs.  Hence Avery doesn't want to nap.  She's been upstairs wailing since 1pm, which was really fun while I was on a client call until nearly 2.  Sorry kid, you gotta nap.

Stiiiiiill coughing.  I feel like it's not as bad, but the moment I think that I end up in a major fit.  My second use of the netipot didn't produce as much, so I thought I was clearing up, but still I'm coughing, so...

I do have an ENT appointment on Wednesday, providing it doesn't get cancelled.  Of course, I'll have Avery with me at that point because her daycare is closing starting on Wednesday.

Let's focus on what has changed since my last post.  I had to travel to Maryland for work last week, yeah, that's just what I wanted to do in the midst of the apocalypse.  Fortunately, I was able to back it off to a single day from the original three days.  It did however mean that I left shortly after 3am and got back at 10pm.  It was a long ass day, but it did buy me most of Friday off while Avery was at school.  That allowed me to do a little bit of time to hunt and gather.

I feel like I have enough to be okay.  Granted, if for some reason I couldn't replenish I won't be eating meals that I'd fully embrace on a normal day, but I have food.  My bigger concern is having fresh fruit and milk for Avery.  I did order another bag of dog food from Amazon that already arrived, so I have enough to cover them for a while longer.

All of this hinges on our supply chain keeps on truckin.  Is anyone else waffling between a sense of calm/rational thoughts and a burning desire to overbuy?

I admit, I've also been taking other steps, like locking down the house tighter and making sure other things are in order and ready to protect us. I can't help but think we're just one long power outage away from someone losing their mind.

On a lighter note, I can't help but think though the lessons learned from my faithful watching of The Walking Dead.  I wonder if I'll end up with a Governor or Rick.

Still hacking and coughing.  It's dry, it's persistent, and it comes on in fits.  I've tugged a muscle up under my arm pit as a result even.  Last week I did call my primary care physician.  After all, MedExpress told me to follow up with them and since I had only had 2 days without coughing after finishing the medications I was prescribed there before it kicked back up... it felt like the right thing to do.

They pressed me to use the flonase (as most every office seems to do).  I swear to you, that stuff, even when not taken at night gives me a sore/burning throat.  Telling me to take it to combat post nasal drip (which is what they want to blame this winter's sore throats and now this cough on) is a bit crazy to me.  They also gave me prednisone after noting that the steroid pack I was given at MedExpress was "crap".  I have one pill left and nothing has changed.

I'll tell you this, being out in public people do look at you a bit cross eyed with this whole COVID19 thing going on when you start coughing violently.  It comes on most often after I come up a flight of stairs or after heading through a parking lot in the cold air... but it also comes on when I'm just sitting here or periodically throughout the night.

I'm not the type to be crazy paranoid, but I have to admit that knowing my first symptoms were a sudden fever and cough (while we were away on vacation) followed by this persistent cough has me very curious.  Avery still has a bit of a lingering cough too.  I'm almost starting to wonder if I should take her to the pediatrician to see if we can work on my diagnosis through her.

FYI in 2 days this will be a month of this crud.