I’m Living My Life Despite the Pandemic (here’s why)

Today, my stepdad attended religious services for the first time in a year. My mom and I are visiting our friend’s son; we last saw him when he crawled and spoke fluent gibberish, but he is now two years old. Tonight, I am going out with my friends.

Why? My family is vaccinated (each of us are in a health-related field). Don’t get me wrong: we still wear masks in public. We still distance from everyone who wants to. The people we are seeing are people who were less cautious throughout the pandemic in the first place. But now that our risk is 5%, and the risk of severe Covid-19 is 0%, we are finally able to let out a breath and let our lives return to normalcy.

In honor of all the changes, I decided to change up my appearance by dyeing my hair with henna. I think I have the right features for natural-looking red-headedness, although experience tells me that henna barely shows up in my hair. I plan to keep it in for 6 hours instead of 4.

Update on the henna front: either my hair is broken or the henna is, because there is no difference. Well, my bathroom is a mess, and my hair smells like a tea factory, but I am still brunette. I asked my friend Shira about this, and she said it’s because my hair is the shade of henna already. Oh, well.

On Thursday, I visited a little boy that I will be shadowing at school. That’s another change: I finally get to work with more patients again. He shyly hid his face behind a pillow when we first met, but immediately brightened after showing me all of his cool toys. We bonded over pokemon (I thanked my lucky stars that I used to read pokemon books when I was younger). While we were playing, he disappeared to the kitchen and returned with two cups of water, full to the brim. “For me?” I asked, shocked. He shrugged. “I was thirsty anyway.” Anyway, he won me over with those good manners, and I’m about to go on amazon to buy him a bocklegon (whatever that is) for him to earn at school with good behavior.

In addition to branching out in my work, one of my goals this year was to drive more on my own. Driving used to terrify me because I’ve been in car accidents when I was younger and am not eager to repeat the experience. As you can tell by my usage of the words “used to”, I’ve been getting over the fear. For girls’ night yesterday, my friends offered to give me a lift. We are all neighbors, so it makes more sense than driving to a second location independently. “Don’t worry, I need the practice,” I said cheerfully. Well, as luck would have it, one of the streets I had to drive on was closed. They called me just as I was pulled over. “Where should we meet you?” Oh, lord, I’m not even there yet, I thought to myself.

Fortunately, a series of right turns and my trusty GPS got me there a little late, but to the right location nonetheless. I can’t even tell you how good it felt to catch up with good friends, eat a piece of chocolate cake, and walk around in a new place.

Today, my plan is to clean up the post-henna hurricane in my bathroom, exercise, finish some grad school homework (I’m really living up to my username here), and celebrate my grandpa’s birthday. Catch you later!

Published by adventuresofagradgirl.wordpress.com

Hi, I'm Vera. I'm starting grad school for neuropsychology in fall 2020. A google search revealed that there are no current grad school blogs for psychology students. Anyway, I happen to know a girl who wants to document her journey to getting a doctorate (spoiler: it's me). Welcome. Hope you stay awhile!

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