So what after another week in quarantine? A submarine too? I often hear people like this: "Maybe it'll knock me out" or "I'm having a stroke".
Every time someone uses this message, it amuses me. That person often doesn't know that I had a stroke. It's not a stroke yet, it's crazy, but not a stroke yet. Believe me. 🙂
After all, we are "just" at home with our family, with our nearest and dearest. We don't have to do that stupid job either. Sure, it's a stretch, but it could be worse. Try to look at it from another point of view, through gratitude. What we have rather than what we don't have. We are all still healthy, we only read about corona on the internet, we can go shopping, take a walk and we don't have to wait for someone to peel a banana or bring us biscuits when we feel like it. We'll go for a beer again later. To the cinema too...
So it's been almost 6 years (it flies!), but it's not forgotten. That was hell! Lying in the ICU in Motola and waiting every day until 4 p.m. for visits until someone from the family comes to talk and bring me the biscuits. The thought of me lying there today terrifies me. No visitors, no cookies, just bad news from the TV and helplessness. Just waiting for someone to allow visits again or to see if I catch the virus by chance too.
Whenever my children or my wife call me, I try to remember that Christmas in 2014. Or if I just want to go out and someone has temporarily banned me. In a weak moment, I always get up from the computer, go to the kitchen to get water and ventilate to get some fresh air.
If you really get knocked down, you need a plumber for all of this.
PS: What is it like to have a stroke? Want more? Overview of all interviews here: http://lukasbarda.cz/pribeh/