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My Covid Birthday Party — One Guest and a Slice of Cheesecake

September 10, 2022 By Barbara Falconer Newhall 6 Comments

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I celebrated my covid birthday party with son Peter and a slice of cheesecake — outdoors and socially distanced. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Eighty-one years on the planet calls for a celebration, and son Peter was happy to oblige. He came by with a slice of cheesecake and we had ourselves a covid birthday party — just the two of us. Outdoors and socially distanced.

Seventeen days in, covid and I are still keeping uneasy company. I don’t feel dreadful, not at all, but this bout with what is probably an Omicron variant is getting old. I’ve been isolating on and off since that first telltale sore throat way back on August 31.

A round of Paxlovid early on helped — until it didn’t. On the thirteenth day, symptoms returned and CDC guidelines sent me back into isolation.

So here I am, my covid birthday party behind me, feeling not bad at all. Loafing. Changing out of my pajamas just in time for lunch, talking on the phone with friends, and binge-watching “Call the Midwife” and the Queen Elizabeth coverage from London.

Low on energy and ambition as I am, I was amused last week to come across an old San Francisco Chronicle story I wrote back in 1979. Apparently I once had the wherewithal to jump into a tank of frigid water with a killer whale.

I Can’t Believe I Got in the Water With That 1400-Pound Whale

 

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  1. Jocelyn Reite says

    September 11, 2022 at 10:24 am

    Wishing you a happy belated birthday. Cheers to many more, out of isolation.

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    • Barbara Falconer Newhall says

      September 14, 2022 at 12:59 pm

      Thank you, Jocelyn!

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  2. Jean+MacGillis says

    September 11, 2022 at 7:01 am

    Happy Birthday, Cousin! I’m right behind you on the age scale. Someone said we will all contract covid at some point. My turn is coming! Take care! You still look beautiful!

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    • Barbara Falconer Newhall says

      September 14, 2022 at 2:26 pm

      Jeanie, One of these days you are going to catch u with me on the age scale. I’ve made a point of keeping ahead of you all these years. If you do get covid, I think the Pavlovid is the way to go, even if it lengthens the illness by a bit. That’s just my personal experience talking.

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  3. Nancy+Sanders says

    September 11, 2022 at 6:02 am

    Happy belated birthday and so glad you are doing “okay” with the virus and wish you faster recovery. I can’t believe you got in with that whale either…

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    • Barbara Falconer Newhall says

      September 14, 2022 at 2:29 pm

      Right now I don’t feel like getting into any tanks with whales in them. And, hmmm. Even when I’m completely over the aftereffects of covid, I don’t think I’m down for a dip in that tank. That water was super cold, as I recall.

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