Hey, good news, my test came back negative. And, for what it's worth, I'm feeling much better today than yesterday. Here's to us continuing to improve.
Wednesday, September 23, 2020
CVJ2
Slept in my bed last night :) After the shower and writing up here in the office I was able to go down and sleep fine. I couldn't use the CPAP- I think that may have been what aggravated my grumpy breathing in the first place. But slept fine and woke up breathing well. Much less uncomfortable this morning.
Very tired, not a lot of energy, and feverish. Kate and I are taking turns napping while the other watches the kids. As expected, her symptoms are following mine by a day so today is a bit rough for her.
I tried to work for ~30 minutes today and that was a disaster. Just don't have it in me. I slept through my one-on-one with my manager this morning. My work performance has been a garbage fire. I know I'm officially allowed to take time off when I'm sick. But it feels rough.
Anyways, wanted to drop a quick update to declare that I'm doing better than last night. Not sure what tonight will hold, but should be tons of fun.
Covid Journal 1
Hey. Let's get down to it.
Last Friday (Sep. 18, 2020) My four-year-old had a crap ton of snot coming out of his nose at the beach. He was coughing a tiny bit, but nothing to be concerned about. He has allergies, and we were staying in a moderately dusty hotel, so we weren't super concerned.
Anyways he's doing great now :) But I'm sick and having a hard time breathing. I'm in my upstairs bathroom right now running a very hot shower as I sit on the (closed) toilet. The warm moisture is helping my breathing, which is neat.
I had a very tiny sore throat and headaches on Saturday. Sunday was a little more sore, and Monday started having a small cough with lots of sinus pressure. Today has been accelerating tight-upper-chest coughing. I was doing fine-- even fell asleep with my CPAP machine around 8pm. After the nap, I tried to sleep again at 1am and couldn't breathe well enough. So now I'm doing this whole humidity thing and then I'm going to try to sleep on the ancient recliner.
I got tested for Covid today. I should hear back Thursday or Friday. Not that it matters, right? I've got some sort of virus, my whole family is exposed to it, and it's sorta hard to breathe. The official diagnosis doesn't really change much. It's not like they can treat it differently once they know what it is.
I don't feel great. I'm worried. Earlier today I was grumpy that I probably had Covid, but pretty confident that we'd be fine. We're young, healthy-ish (screw you diabetes...), and the vast majority of people that contract the virus in my age group are right as rain pretty quick.
That's still the likely outcome. I didn't expect things to deteriorate so quickly though. I've never had this much trouble breathing in my life. I'm okay and not at the "lets' go to the hospital" stage of discomfort. I'm hoping that tomorrow gets better and not worse.
So what happens if Kate feels this bad tomorrow? What happens if my kids start showing breathing distress? We can't really ask someone to come help-- we're biohazards over here. I'll do my best to take care of everybody, but my capacity is more limited than I'd like right now. I'm still in good enough shape to navigate all that, for sure, but I won't be if things deteriorate a lot.
It'd be nice to be at home right now, but we still wouldn't be in a place where we could ask someone to take care of us. We're sort of on a virus-filled island right now. It's probably going to be okay. But, I don't know, maybe it'll get dang rough before it gets better. That's a worrisome feeling.
Do I know where we were infected? Eh, I've got some theories, but it doesn't really matter. We've been careful. We've done the best we can-- masks everywhere, no restaurants or in-person shenanigans. We did go to church once (and it was testimony meeting, sigh), but that was a pretty safe scenario. At the end of the day we're in a pandemic. And the virus is, well, virulent. The likely vector of my infection comes from a family that was also being really careful. I don't judge them at all.
And, once again, I may not even have Covid. But I do have the worst head-cold I've ever had, and my breathing sucks worse than it ever has. So I've got that going for me.
The timing is unfortunate. We took a few days off work last week to take a trip to the beach. We drove down to Padre Island (not South Padre Island. The regular Padre Island). We stayed at a very sparsely populated hotel. Masks in and out. Went to the beach twice a day. Social distanced, outside, pretty dang safe. I don't feel like our exposure there was worse than it is here. Given the onset of symptoms, it's almost definitely the case that we were infected before we traveled. But, you know, I still feel like I will be judged for that.
It's weird to preemptively be positive for the virus. Now I'm one of those people.
Side note: I have left the bathroom and am now sitting on the ancient recliner. I can breathe quite a bit better than before. My butt is also far more comfortable here than it was on the toilet. I daresay I should be able to sleep tonight. I'm going to rig up the kids' humidifier in here and sleep like an old person.
So, yeah. I think I'm sick. I had some scary moments tonight. But we're doing okay. I hope my family doesn't have to go through this same stuff tomorrow. I hope y'all are doing okay.
Friday, February 21, 2020
ForcedGratitude
Tuesday, February 18, 2020
Tuesday at 29
One of the things that changed between the eighth grade and now is how I feel about racism. I guess I didn't think it was a big deal back in the day. Specifically: I thought that individuals were probably racist but that this wasn't a serious problem.
Here's where I'm at now. Of course, I will continue to learn. But dang, I don't actually care about your individual racism. Like, whatever, you do you buddy. But what I do care about is the systemic racism that we have baked into our society. We, err, aren't set up to give everybody equal opportunities for success. This is *probably* a function of everybody's low-key racism in action, and *hopefully* not a function of a villainous cabal of billionaires (looking at you, Bloomberg).
I guess I just don't understand why
- We're having such a hard time convincing our white friends that systemic racism is real
- We're having a hard time convincing ourselves we should do something about it
Monday, February 10, 2020
NormalGrat
Sunday, February 09, 2020
Been a While Grat
Saturday, January 25, 2020
newPhoneGrat
Monday, January 20, 2020
SabGrat
Thursday, January 16, 2020
ThursdayGratitude
Tuesday, January 14, 2020
SkipGrat
Sunday, January 12, 2020
Satitude
Saturday, January 11, 2020
SatisGrat
Friday, January 10, 2020
QuickGrat
Wednesday, January 08, 2020
SleepyGrat
Monday, January 06, 2020
LateGrat
Sunday, January 05, 2020
Gratitude - Jan 5 (Sunday)
- 10:30 church. We were on time today! For the first time in *checks notes* three years! We didn't hate each other this morning, my kids were super pleasant, and I enjoyed church instead of hating everything about everybody. Apparently I like not nine o'clock church. Mornings are the worst.
- We have the best friends here in Texas. Let me specify: They're not the best people. They're not the most talented or best looking. They're great, don't get me wrong. But what makes them the best is that they love us just the way we are. We have a community here. And we're all a bunch of weirdies with kids the same age that go to the same church. But I love them and am so grateful that we've got them. We get together all the time, and honestly it's the best part about our move to Texas.
- We cleaned up some of the house when the kids went to sleep tonight. I feel good when I clean and accomplish things. Endorphins? Dopamine? Heck if I know what it is. But I'm grateful for the cleaner house AND the good feelings that come from cleaning it.
GratPhone
Saturday, January 04, 2020
Late Gratitude Journal
Thursday, January 02, 2020
Reading Log - Righting Software - Apparently Chris Sucks at Design
We're finally to the meat and potatoes of Juval's advice on system design. As a reminder, system design is the design of the software, not the design of the project.
remember, system == the thing you are building, and project == the steps you'll take to build it.
System design comes down to decomposition. Decomposition is when you take one thing and break it down into many smaller things. Why would you want to break a software system into smaller things? Three good reasons:
- Decreased cognitive load. You can reason about 15 lines of code far better than you can reason about 150 lines of code. You can understand a "module" better than you can understand an entire system. Humans can handle smaller pieces better. It's just the way we are.
- Better testability. You can write software that will exercise your modules and warn you if things aren't working as you expected. This is way easier to do on a "piece" of a system instead of "an entire freakin' system".
- Protection from change. Software keeps changing. Requirements change, customers change, etc. You're going to have to change your software this week. How do you make sure you don't break everything when you make that change? You isolate the thing that changes in its own module. This is the big reason for decomposition. Decomposition, if done correctly, will make maintaining your system easier.
- I'm grateful for fast food. It is available and I am blessed to be able to afford it way more often than is healthy. I know my kids will eat it. I know it will be reliably tasty. And I know it comes with diet coke, which brings me happiness. When life gets tough (and it often does), I can count on McDonald's to offer fries that will satisfy my children, diet coke that will calm my nerves, and a McDouble without pickles that will make my wife love me again.
Today I went to three different fast food places. We stopped at Freddy's because Torchy's had a very long line. The burger was not lovely, but the fries were great and they had good fry sauce, which is hard to find in Texas. We needed a treat, so we stopped at DQ and got some blizzards. My kids were very cute and ate lots of our shakes like the little pigeons they are. After an unexpected Wal-Mart run, me and the babies got McDonalds, as they had been asleep when we picked up Freddys. We intended to save them some fries from Freddy's, but that proved a fool's errand. So we got a 10 piece McNugget and a Big Mac for five dollars. I love that mix n' match deal they throw up during off-hours. - I'm grateful for my wife being supportive and kind even when things don't work out. As long as she is well-fed she is very kind and patient with me.
- I'm grateful for my cute kids. I read T a book tonight (Elephant and Piggie: There's a Bird on Your Head). She did so good with it. I've really struggled to read books with her in the past, but she ate this one up. She laughed and pointed and talked and all those good things. We bought the book from a cute local bookstore this past... err, I have no idea what day of the week it was. There have been like ten Saturdays since Christmas, so, yeah, it was one of those.
Gratitude Journal - Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 ->
Grateful for:
- Good friends who invited us over for dinner (Little Caesar's) tonight. Very kind to share their evening with us. Our kids get along great, and it was fun to see them play together.
- Friendly neighborhood. We took a walk around our neighborhood today as E learned to ride his new scooter. A quite drunk neighbor invited us in to watch the game. Lots of people said happy new year. It felt good to be out among my people.
- Good health insurance. I strongly disagree with our current health care situation. But I'm grateful that my family has what we need. I'm especially grateful for my pediatric endocrinologist, who very firmly taught me at a young age what kind of career I'd need in order to stay alive. The dude legit sat me down and said "I've got former patients who are 20 years old that come in for 'samples' of insulin to stay alive. You have to get a good job with a big company that will offer you health insurance. It's cute to 'follow your dreams', but you can't afford to do that if it doesn't come with health insurance." Sounds harsh (lol, it was), but I'm really grateful for it.
- On that note: I'm grateful for the mentors that have been around. As I've become more aware of my privilege I've really considered all the people that helped me get where I am. I was around lots of great people who showed me valuable things about life. I had lots of siblings that went before and paved a really solid path for me. I went to school and work with people expecting good things from me because they knew which family I came from. I knew what classes to take in college (and from which professors) because of my awesome family that figured it out first. My pediatrician, my freakin' chemistry teacher / cross country coach, my stage crew teacher / carpet install manager / friend (Tom Sharpe). Good humans. Spent time helping me. I'm grateful for that.