LJ Idol Week 7, Prompt Hikokomori
Aug. 22nd, 2024 08:19 pmDuring the pandemic, I was working as a hospice chaplain. I was considered an essential employee, so I was still able to visit my patients who wanted me to visit. No one in hospice is ever forced to accept visits, pandemic or no. Since I am an off the charts extrovert, still being allowed people time was a very good thing for me. I had to wear full personal protective equipment (PPE) including a gown, gloves, a face shield, paper booties over my shoes, and an N-95 respirator. When all geared up, I was good to go for seeing people.
My husband Peter, on the other hand, was stuck working from home by himself. He is also extroverted, although not as extreme as me. When I would come home from work, he would be hanging out the door into the garage waiting for me to pull in. On days that were particularly bad, he would meet me at the car and follow me into the bathroom. I knew he was lonely and having a hard time so I didn't have the heart to tell him I really wanted to pee by myself. There are limits to my extroversion.
Our church went completely online. Our Sunday routine became that while Peter set up the livestream from the ton of equipment that lived at our house, I would drive across town to pick up my parents and bring them over to watch online church and have lunch afterwards. Since I am an only child and sole caregiver for my parents, we were allowed to be part of the same bubble.
After a few months, Peter and I began having “driveway dinners” with our friends. We could sit outside and be socially distanced and still at least talk and see each other in person.
This very limited human contact continued for more than a year, until I was fired from my job. Suddenly I was no longer an essential employee, and even if patients wanted me to visit as a friend rather than a hospice chaplain, I was no longer allowed into the facilities where they lived. I missed my patients and, this may sound strange, but I really missed their pets! Peter and I had a cockatiel named Sullie who died in 2018. She was our sweet baby girl, and while I was ready to open my heart again to a non-human family member, Peter was not. I got my non-human cuddle fix from patients’ pets. And then could no longer see them.
My dad had fallen and broken his hip, so our Sunday schedule changed. I would go to my parents’ apartment to watch online worship with them and Peter would join us afterwards for lunch. Our church reopened for in person worship with masks a month after I was fired, but I continued going to my parents’ apartment to watch online church with them since my dad was unable to get out.
Actually, my weekday schedule changed too. Since I wasn’t employed, my mom decided I could spend every minute of every day with them, caring for my dad, since, as she said, I “had nothing better to do.” I was always glad to spend time with my dad. My mom, not so much.
We continued this arrangement for a couple of months until Peter said to me, “Sweetie, you’re getting weird.”
“I’m getting weird?!”
“Okay, point taken. You’re getting weird-ER and not in a good way. You need to see people who aren’t your parents.”
He was right, so I spent a couple of days teaching my mom how to get to YouTube to watch church. My mom is the most tech-challenged person I know, so this was a miracle I managed to teach her. And even better, she actually managed to watch church with my dad without me there for tech support! I told her we would bring lunch over after church, so they would still get a visit, but I could go to church.
Even masked, being around people to whom I was not related was a balm to my soul and cured my getting more weird, not in the good way.
My husband Peter, on the other hand, was stuck working from home by himself. He is also extroverted, although not as extreme as me. When I would come home from work, he would be hanging out the door into the garage waiting for me to pull in. On days that were particularly bad, he would meet me at the car and follow me into the bathroom. I knew he was lonely and having a hard time so I didn't have the heart to tell him I really wanted to pee by myself. There are limits to my extroversion.
Our church went completely online. Our Sunday routine became that while Peter set up the livestream from the ton of equipment that lived at our house, I would drive across town to pick up my parents and bring them over to watch online church and have lunch afterwards. Since I am an only child and sole caregiver for my parents, we were allowed to be part of the same bubble.
After a few months, Peter and I began having “driveway dinners” with our friends. We could sit outside and be socially distanced and still at least talk and see each other in person.
This very limited human contact continued for more than a year, until I was fired from my job. Suddenly I was no longer an essential employee, and even if patients wanted me to visit as a friend rather than a hospice chaplain, I was no longer allowed into the facilities where they lived. I missed my patients and, this may sound strange, but I really missed their pets! Peter and I had a cockatiel named Sullie who died in 2018. She was our sweet baby girl, and while I was ready to open my heart again to a non-human family member, Peter was not. I got my non-human cuddle fix from patients’ pets. And then could no longer see them.
My dad had fallen and broken his hip, so our Sunday schedule changed. I would go to my parents’ apartment to watch online worship with them and Peter would join us afterwards for lunch. Our church reopened for in person worship with masks a month after I was fired, but I continued going to my parents’ apartment to watch online church with them since my dad was unable to get out.
Actually, my weekday schedule changed too. Since I wasn’t employed, my mom decided I could spend every minute of every day with them, caring for my dad, since, as she said, I “had nothing better to do.” I was always glad to spend time with my dad. My mom, not so much.
We continued this arrangement for a couple of months until Peter said to me, “Sweetie, you’re getting weird.”
“I’m getting weird?!”
“Okay, point taken. You’re getting weird-ER and not in a good way. You need to see people who aren’t your parents.”
He was right, so I spent a couple of days teaching my mom how to get to YouTube to watch church. My mom is the most tech-challenged person I know, so this was a miracle I managed to teach her. And even better, she actually managed to watch church with my dad without me there for tech support! I told her we would bring lunch over after church, so they would still get a visit, but I could go to church.
Even masked, being around people to whom I was not related was a balm to my soul and cured my getting more weird, not in the good way.
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Date: 2024-08-23 07:43 pm (UTC)Glad we are all doing better. Nice slice of life entry.
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Date: 2024-08-24 08:26 pm (UTC)I called them patients, but any of your terms would work.
I'm glad, too. Thank you!
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:20 am (UTC)I'm guessing because I'm an only child and he has three siblings. I don't like being alone either. Ooh that's so interesting. I'm more of an extroverted person too. I actually enjoy talking to strangers too, unlike most people I know, which has led to some peculiar situations at times, lol (I should write an entry about some of them one time tbh). Like you I grew up an only child, though I should have been a twin! I actually think this is one reason I really don't like being alone, I never have, even as a child. I envied my friend, who like your husband had three siblings! People usually find it weird that I don't like being by myself when they find out I'm an only child and I feel like there are a lot of weird misconceptions about only children being super introverted or anti social!
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Date: 2024-08-26 08:25 pm (UTC)I don't know many only children tbh the few I do know are also very introverted like your mom! People really seem to act shocked when I say I'm not fond of being alone and am an only child which I honestly don't get tbh because as you said, only children have as much chance as being I introverted or extroverted as anyone else!
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Date: 2024-08-27 06:24 pm (UTC)I was still able to extrovert since I was an essential employee, but yeah, my husband had to invent ways to get out of the house and go see people. He started going to the drive-thru for lunch just to get some human contact.
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Date: 2024-08-29 03:44 am (UTC)I'm glad you were able to still find ways to have the world you were used to under circumstances out of your control.
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Date: 2024-08-30 08:45 pm (UTC)I always imagined the lockdowns and restrictions must have been awful for extroverts, and you confirmed this. Thank you. I'm so sorry you lost your job. So sorry.
Again, thank you for these wonderful glimpses into your world. ❤😊❤
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