Four of a Kind
Okay. I just received word this evening that my brother-in-law died of breakthrough Covid today. I'm currently in the shock/numbed out phase of grief, accompanied by an underlying anger, which I will express later. Granted, his relationship with my mate could charitably be described as strained.
First though I suppose I should recount the numbers.
ONE: My father who passed away in June. Basically died from a fall, his lungs filled up from it and nothing would drain out.
TWO: A good friend of my mate and I who was found dead in his house. The temperatures in Portland at the time were north of the 100F mark, and he passed out on his couch and died of overheating(hyperthermia)
THREE: This one's a bit convoluted. The wife of the caretaker of our neighbor's house.(that Jack built! Not really.) My mate and I never met her, but we did attend the memorial at her husband's request.
AND NOW FOUR: It's a bit weird, but did have a funny feeling I wasn't done with death for the year. Now I know that feeling was right. Brother-in-law, as said passed of Breakthrough Covid. His wife also has a case, but she's still alive and at least in theory fighting it off.
And there's still time for number 5! What's strange is I thought it would be my stepmom to go next. She's still with us, tentative, her health's not the best and she's deep in denial about several things, but still alive.
Finally, just let me say:
FUCK YOU, 2021!
You were supposed to be the breakthrough year where all these wonderful things would happen. Yeah there was breakthrough all right. Breakthrough Covid. Instead what do you do? You start picking off what's left of my family. I always suspected I'd be the last member of my generation to go, but I didn't expect it like this!
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you very much. Fuck you up the ass with a crinkly tinfoil covered baseball bat dipped in battery acid. Only a month and a half left till 2022, and I for one will shed no tears for your passing. A horrible year. Even 2020 only smacked me with one death. One wasn't enough for you. You kept doing it over and over and over and over...