Friday, July 31, 2020

Some Guys Have All the Pain

Sunset view from the computer desk department of the store
Corona Boss
I couldn't resist featuring a photo of his cardboard cutout that I see each time I enter the building of my place of employment but want to respect privacy.  This is the big boss at my job.  He's my age and was struck with the virus at the same time.  He had a long hospital stay and obviously is in another tax bracket, so I have used his experience to gain knowledge about my own.   I don't know him that well because retail is very different these days.  I've seen him maybe 4 times a year for 11 years, sometimes literally waving as he passes by like the pope.  But when the store reopened he told his story to the staff so I caught the nerve to approach him after work one night.  I briefly explained that we had been sick as well and we had similar stories but we decided to stay out of the hospital.  I figured he would want to exchange information but instead it has become a one sided dialogue on his health.  That's okay, because at least I can still obtain information. He is an athlete and an avid runner.  He tells me he's back to running 5 miles but not every day as before and sometimes he barely gets through it, becomes winded again.  Let's call him Bob.  Bob is seeing a couple of doctors.  He has PTSD from not being able to breathe, he has anxiety, sometimes becoming unnecessarily angry unannounced. He also lost ability to process too much information, getting easily confused.  He had perfect blood work like me and his readings were great even when he was clearly in distress.  He agreed to be part of a study group, of folks that experienced post virus symptoms.  They thought he might of had a stroke but his tests also proved that to be incorrect.   He goes in for shots of B12 that have helped with his depression.  He passed by me the other day and said he wanted to give me an update that his vitals were still good and more tests confirmed he didn't seem to have permanent damage.  I was very happy for him but had to laugh a little inside knowing that he never once asked me how I'm doing or recognized that maybe I'm having a tough time too.  Such a man trait.  I'm his employee technically, although like I say, retail culture has changed a lot.  People work for the company, not for individuals any longer so our rights are clearer, and basically no one manages people.  I'm not sure what I think of it.  I have no idea what Bob actually does.   
Morning Breakfast
Speaking of lovable but selfish men, I served P fried eggs, sausage, ham steak and cheesy polenta with some fresh pico de gallo for a before work breakfast.

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