So, this has been an interesting week. As some of you know, I have the RV boondocked on a friend’s land, about 40 miles away from Lubock, Texas, in a small town called Abernathy. It’s convenient, and a little cheap.
However, my water tank is almost empty, due to all the washing that has been going on. As a result, I’m planning to move into Lubbock, to a park where I will have running water, and be able to do laundry, plus be closer to my son.
This can’t happen until payday, of course, so I have to make 7 gallons of water last 6 more days. It’s going to be tough, but I’ve got a case of drinking water for me and the dog, so I’m not worried about that. I can get about 4 liters of water a day, from my friend’s house–I’ve been using that for dish washing. I have an electric tea kettle i use to boil the water first. I have “premium wash cloths” that I use for bathing, rather than taking a full shower. Basically, all I use the water tank for right now is flushing and washing my hands. There will be a day, soon, when I will have to pour some of the water I get from the house down the toilet to flush. I should probably, actually, start doing that now, to conserve running water for hand washing. It’s going to become a bit difficult to wash hands once the water no longer comes out of the tap. I’ve been using sanitizer a bit more, to conserve water, but I have to balance that with the fact that sanitizer is almost impossible to get right now. I have 2 half bottles. It all has to last 7 days. I’ve actually sort of had an inspiration, while writing this. I have one of those drink containers with a spout. I could fill that with water, and use the spout just like a tap for washing hands. Gee, I’m brilliant, lol!
Then, there is the concern, if this gets bad enough, what if the water system shuts down? This would probably be the last thing that would happen, but I should make plans to stock up, somehow, once I move into the city.
I managed to get some groceries on Monday. My son, Cameron, brought them to me. We maintained proper distance, and I wore a make-shift mask I made out of a shirt.
The grocery store in Lubbock lets you do an online order and pick it up curbside, so I did that so Cameron wouldn’t run the risk of actually going into the grocery store.
The grocery store was either out of, or rationing a number of things I ordered. They are rationing all meat to 2 pounds per adult, and you have to physically come into the store to get it, which makes no sense. Fortunately, I have a number of meats in my freezer. They were completely out of rubbing alcohol. They were rationing cereal, and again, you had to come into the store to get it. They were out of gluten free pasta, so they sent along regular pasta, which upsets my stomach, so I have no use for it. There were no tomatoes, but I did manage to get lettuce, blackberries, raspberries, blueberries and bananas, so I was very happy about this. They only had certain kinds of diced tomatoes, and I imagine that stock won’t last long. There seems to be plenty of milk, but I only use it on cereal, so that was sort of a bust. They still had cheese, which I adore, so that was good. I ordered dry shanpoo, and they did not even include it, so I imagine they are out of it. That would have been nice to have. It’s hopeless to get eggs if you don’t know someone with chickens.
Following that, I tried to order some sort of staples from Amazon. I had a $30 credit from a return, so it might as well get me some basics. Amazon’s 3rd party sellers are price gouging on everything, and Amazon, itself is combining items so that you have to buy a 3 pack or a 6 pack, and spend more money. That’s unfeasible for me, as I live in a 26 sq. ft. rig and don’t have much storage space. Even Amazon appears to be out of things. Lysol Spray. Rubbing Alcohol. Any sort of bleach spray. It’s ridiculous. I was looking for a can opener. Something, that if I could walk into a store, would be about $4.00. The price on Amazon was jacked up to $13. Amazon should not be allowed to profit off others’ misfortunes like this. Still, I ended up ordering mayonnaise, dry beans, veggie broth, bread and butter pickles, canned salmon, GF bread crumbs and a small amount of cereal.
Fortunately, I know I have a lot of cleaning products in storage. Particularly bleach cleaner and Lysol. I probably even have sanitizer and gloves. I just have to finish this quarantine period before I can go there. Of course the fact that my car is in the shop and I am dependent on others for rides compounds the situation.
Then, I talked to my friends, whose land I am currently staying on. The local (Abernathy) grocery store has things in stock, and they aren’t rationing! However, they do not deliver. So, I have to wait until my quarantine period ends, to go there. They are about a mile walk, so that isn’t bad. I just have to wait until Monday. It’s Friday, now.
Monday, I have a doctors’ appointment. I’m terrified to go. Reports coming out of Italy say that hospitals are absolutely the worst places to go. I need to pick up my injections. They offered to give me six weeks worth, so I would only have to come in once. I asked if they could bring them outside the office so I wouldn’t have to risk infection. They said “No.” I asked if they understood what maniacal position they were putting me in, and all they said was, “Well, sorry.”
I did find out some good news. Some hospitals are using CPAP machines in place of ventilators, when they can get them. I have one of these. If I catch this, this one thing may increase my chances of survival. I don’t say this often, but thank goodness for the VA hospital, and all those sleep studies I went through!
Then, my son’s girlfriend, Jenny, had to be tested. She smokes, so that doesn’t help the situation. They said there would be results, “sometime next week.” If she and my son get this, it is going to make it much harder for me, until my car comes out of the shop, regardless of whether I move into the city, or not. I need to have a conversation with Jenny’s mother, about what we should do if they become too ill to take care of themselves and the kids. She is also immuno-compromised, like me. We need to have a plan.
Then, there is something else that bothers me. Due to the lack of tests available, even if someone self-quarantined, they don’t know if they actually had COVID19 or not. Immunity seems to only come through getting the disease at this point. What if you think you had it? You got really sick, but it turned out to just be a bad case of bronchitis. You finish your quarantine period, and now you think you have immunity, but you don’t. Because you couldn’t get tested. Now, your immune system is shot from fighting bronchitis, but you are out pretending you are A-OK, because you think you already had it. But, you didn’t. This is precisely why I think there is not a chance in hell this will be over by Easter, like our (well, don’t let me put any adjectives here–use your own) President predicts. I feel very concerned right now.
I’m going to continue to self-quarantine after Monday. Some basic things I need to do. My doctors’ appointment. The grocer. Storage. Moving my rig. Laundry. I’m going to try to get this all done in as few trips as possible. Wish me luck.