Definitely the ukulele is one of the joys of this pandemic. I had started to play a few years ago, but then got caught up in life’s persistent activities, and stopped for a while. In January, I joined a weekly community ed class. By March, I was one of the regulars when the class was forced to meet on Zoom. Our teacher hosted a weekly meetup through which I learned about other jam sessions and additional instructors. By a month into quarantine, I was taking three to four classes a week, which led to additional drop-in sessions. I started listening to daily ukulele tips stretched from 5 minutes to nearly an hour, depending upon the presenter. In other words, yes, I am doing something artistic that I wasn’t doing before, and honestly, I think the ukulele is keeping me sane in the chaos of lockdown. Ukulele is a happy folk instrument played by casual and serious musicians. Many of us had not played a musical instrument before, or not seriously pursued musical experiences. It’s tremendously creative and forgiving. Easier than guitar, the uke has only four strings—and I have four fingers—so a relative beginner can make some nice sounds. Our groups are collaborative. Everyone offers positive suggestions. It’s just plain fun. I’m even arranging some of the songs, writing melody, counter-melody and combining the two. Even though I have not met any of them in person, my weekly fingerpicking group is my go-to feel good group. We’ve bonded over music and life stages. We truly care for one another. I hope that someday when we are able to once again gather in public, we will actually meet. Because of zoom, our regular groups consist of people from all over the globe. In lockdown, Australia can be next door. I enjoy an occasional class given by the guy in Albuquerque. One teacher is in England and one of my study partners this week is in Italy. I have new friends in Texas and California...and I’m outside of Boston. That’s the cool thing about Zoom sessions that wouldn’t be possible —nor have even crossed my mind — before Covid. Before Covid I didn’t take it that seriously. During quarantine, ukulele is my lifeline. I find I can lose myself in the music, and in the camaraderie. I’m smiling at the end of each long ukulele jam session.
September 3, 2020
No pude escribir la semana pasada porque estuve muy enferma. Me diagnosticaron linfedema en ambas piernas, pero la izquierda estaba peor. Me asusté mucho porque la piel exudaba agua, dejaba un charquito de agua al tener la pierna suspendida en algún lugar. Tuve que buscar asistencia médica, pero no llevé a mi mamá para evitar que se contagiara. He buscado lugares de atención médica con mucha ventilación y pocas personas para evitar la creciente ola de coronavirus que ataca el país. Tenemos 2000 casos diarios en el país. La buena noticia es que mi mamá recibió la segunda vacuna de Astrazeneca. Dentro de unas semanas estará con mayor protección. La recuperación del linfedema ha estado dura. Tenía agua hasta en los pulmones. Hay días que me duele respirar. La mala noticia: tenía un trabajo contra el tiempo que no he podido realizar por estos problemas y la entidad se niega a suspender mi contrato. Una pelea que terminará mal. Supongo que esa es la ventaja de los países desarrollados: te enfermas, te suspenden, tienes buena atención médica y no tienes que pelearte con tus empleadores. De balde decir que estoy cansada, duermo hasta 11 horas. Y pensar que antes tenía insomnio. El médico que me atendió me dijo que no puedo vacunarme. Mi hermano y su pareja ya fueron llamados para vacunarse, lo harán mañana. Mi prima, de 33 años, se vacunó hoy porque abrieron esa posibilidad para funcionarios públicos. Esta prima tuvo una nena de forma prematura, el 11 de julio. La atendieron en un hospital público y le salvaron la vida tanto a ella como a la bebé. Un excelente trabajo. Tengo que decirlo y agradecerlo. La bebé está en una incubadora en ese hospital. Todos deseamos fervientemente que logre crecer y quedarse.
July 27, 2021