It’s been a long time since I’ve sat down and wrote a blog post, especially in terms of Covid-19. I’m aware I’m forever saying that with all the breaks away I seem to take from my blog, however it has a massive part of my heart and I always find my way home to this, and consequently me.
My life has become all about Covid-19 since March, which is around the time I wrote my last post explaining my absence. I’m a community nurse so I’ve been working right through the pandemic, with very few breaks, physically or mentally. To top it all off, I even became very sick with Covid-19 in June. I’m still in denial about that. There’s a bitter irony about when my patch let up with Covid cases, I ended up developing it. Being 23, I thought that maybe it would be like the flu, but instead it was much worse. I had a temperature for three weeks, I lost my sense of smell and taste, and probably worst of all was the breathlessness. I couldn’t walk to the bathroom without needing to have a 10 minute break to catch my breath again, and the fatigue that followed was relentless. I could list so many moments where I wondered if this was going to be the end for me.
Obviously, and thankfully, it was not the end. Four months on and my taste and smell has returned, even if I do now hate BBQ sauce. A small price to pay for my body quite literally, rallying to keep me alive. I still struggle with my breathing, but I’m hoping it’s just nasty inflammation that’s subsiding. My boyfriend became my nurse, and it’s a comforting feeling to know that I have my person who can and will look after me, with no strings attached, and no expectations. I’ve never had that, and I’m very grateful to have found it in a kind soul like Jamie.
Covid forced me to move in with my boyfriend, which as you can imagine, has a bittersweet feeling to it. My parents never got to give me the proper send off, and me and Jamie never got to celebrate it. Nevertheless, I wouldn’t be Jodie if I didn’t find some way to celebrate myself. I did that, by upcycling a desk and creating an office for both me and Jamie. It’s not perfect, nor is it finished. I’m still curating and collecting the key pieces I have envisioned from feeling the room out. There’s something fun in feeling like you have all the time in the world to curate your style.
I’ve also finally decided to start my Instagram back up. You can follow me here. I’ve decided to focus on outfit posts, nothing fancy right now, mostly quite basic outfits, but it’s what I’ve been wanting to do ever since I started my blog. I know I’m probably not selling it how I should be, but who knows, maybe I’ll be the next Fashion Influx or Kayleigh J Couture. Watch this space anyway.
I’m also wondering how you have got on during this difficult time? This post is my check in with you guys, so please feel free to check in with me. It’s been a rough few months, and I don’t know about you, but I’ve got no experience with a pandemic and how to be or how to act or how to feel. My emails are always open, as is my social media inboxes. Sometimes I see so much positivity, I feel guilty for allowing myself the negative emotions, but you can’t have good without bad. A flower cannot grow with only sunshine, it needs the rain too.0