Sonia is Scared but Positive
In this episode I sit down with Sonia, who describes what it is like being someone with chronic illnesses during a time when we are all being told to stay home and the extra precautions she is taking to remain safe even after the state opens up.Sonia's Poem, which she mentions in the episode:Survival for me is fearing the grocery store and the post office. As an immunocompromised queer, brown, woman I can’t take any chances that a doctor or nurse could decide that my life is not worth saving since I’m almost fifty, have MS and am a survivor of a stroke. Survival for me is being hypervigilant about cleaning packages that arrive and mail that comes. It’s not leaving the house and having absolutely NO visitors. Not even being able to hug my long time, good friend goodbye, who recently moved to Dallas. Both smiling and crying wishing him well in his move to a new place, during this viral contagion, from the other side of my patio sliding glass door. Survival is checking in with friends and my students through FaceTime, phone calls, email and text. Blessed I’m still working while feeling shitty that 6.6 million people filled for unemployment just four days ago. Deeply hurting, along with all my brothers and sisters, all of us experiencing varying levels of fear and uncertainty.Survival is my IPAD telling me I have spent 4 more hours online this week than last. Time spent checking how many more cases have been found in California, Florida, Louisiana and New Mexico, especially Bernalillo county. Then seconds later scrolling Instagram feeds and TikTok videos, so I can laugh away the pain, fear and anxiety I feel for just a few short minutes.Survival is hoping my partner doesn’t face a layoff and praying my eighty-seven year old dad living in Mexico doesn’t die of this before I can see him again. It’s reaching out to my older black lesbian friends, some who are health practitioners, to make sure they are safe, sane, have money and food. Survival is sending and receiving funny memes, while silently repeating the words from a friend JUST a few weeks ago, “You need to be prepared. Many of our friends and loved ones will die. “Survival is counting the hours, but still losing track of days and weeks. It means, taking better care of my teeth than I have in a long time.It’s wishing I could get Thai take out but knowing it’s not worth the risk of infecting my partner, possibly causing suffering to myself, both of us or even death.Survival is saying a silent prayer for the woman who recently lost her healthy husband after he was sick for only 6 days and not being able to tell him she loved him or even goodbye.Survival is playing with my black kitties and being happy they can’t get it, watching dumb TV, mourning Navajo nations, people experiencing homelessness, prisoners, marginalized folks and people left mourning and alone all over the World. Survival is reading a Facebook post that systems should stop stating that this pandemic is causing death and call it what it is which is Murder.Survival is being thankful for workers picking our food, packing our groceries, delivering our letters cleaning our buildings and saving our sick.Survival is continually sending white light to friends and family around the globe who haven’t gotten it yet, but could, still get horribly sick or even die from this other big “C”.Link to Val's Patreon Page