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Continue reading →: The Second Year
The start of the second year after my husband’s death from Covid 19 was not what I expected. I had remained strong during the first year. I made it through the year of “firsts” and had followed all of the advice I had been given about the first year of…
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Continue reading →: The first year of grief
People seem to think that grief ends after the 1st year. It doesn’t. You will carry grief with you for the remainder of your life. Grief will change over time, and you will learn to live with it. Friends who had lost their spouses, gave me excellent advice. 1. Don’t…
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Continue reading →: Afterwards
My husband died on Saturday, September 18, 2021. I placed phone calls to family, to let them know. The house was quiet, too quiet. I listened to his voicemail message, over and over, so I could hear his voice. I was in a state of shock, even though I knew…
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Continue reading →: 2021 Continues
My husband was moved to ICU, and I am sure someone had to leave ICU in order for a bed to be available. Hopefully, it was because someone had improved enough to be moved to an open bed. While I hoped and prayed that was the case, my heart knew…
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Continue reading →: 2021 continued
By June 2021, hospital admissions due to Covid 19 were starting to slow down and we hoped that we would soon see the end of the pandemic coming soon. Our hope was short-lived, as there were reports of a new Covid 19 variant, Delta. Hospital admissions started to rise again,…
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Continue reading →: 2021
In January 2021, the Covid 19 vaccine was offered by our local hospital. The pediatric office that I manage, was included as covered individuals. I had spoken to the pediatricians I worked for about the vaccine, as well as other medical doctors that I trusted. The one physician who had…
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Continue reading →: The Pandemic
Dewey and I had both been in healthcare for many years. In 2020, he had been a paramedic for 39 years. I had been in healthcare for 37 years. We had faced the H1N1 pandemic in 2009, and both were used to dealing with whatever life threw at us in…
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Continue reading →: The Beginning
Our love story started back in 1972 in Cleveland TN. I first met Dewey B. Davis in September 1972. We both were twelve years old, and had just started the 7th grade at Bradley Junior High School. We had home room together and had an instant crush on the tall…
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