That investment I mentioned? It was delivered yesterday. And you know what that means: lots of new gemstone bead pieces, coming soon. And it's a good thing, too. Never mind the outrageous amount of money invested in those (37 strands, several thousand dollars' worth, except the seller was kind enough to point me to their wholesale operation and let us set up an account; still, it's . . . a LOT of scratch up there). Never mind the stocking up last weekend on food and supplies and whatever. Since then, it's been help for others, some excavation work that has needed doing for YEARS, and the hay and the firewood and the vet and farrier bills today, among too many other expenses, and I have to start making some sales to make some of that back up.
Speaking of which, we are both wiped. TWO SOLID HOURS wrangling that horse, sometimes all four of us doing it, and it finally took a top-off of the sedative mixed with another analgesic to do the job sufficiently to give Gene two solid minutes to get her right front done at least minimally (she hates having to put weight on her left front). It also confirmed something else for us: The big problem here with Miika is not the pain it's causing her, although there's that, too. This is trauma, a deeply ingrained PTSD response, sufficiently active in her limbic brain that she can be literally out on her feet, snoring, and it will still provoke that massive response. And she's easily a thousand-pound horse. That's a lot to have fighting you. Presumably they did not in fact leave her feet completely unattended the full nine years after all; from the hard-wiring of the reactions, it appears that early on, they tried it and something went sideways, badly, leaving her with this kind of deeply encoded trauma response.
Anyway, she's done and we're trying two new meds to see if they work better for her. They have to be compounded, and that's going to cost, too. But the alternative is unthinkable, so . . . . Meanwhile, Miskwaki is also done; he essentially just lifts his hoof for his pedicure, and Gene had all four finished in literally five to ten minutes. We then had to pick up that last order through the grocery store, and we're done, and hopefully, except for the post office and scrip refills next week, isolating from tomorrow through next week and beyond.
Isolation is good these days. The Pueblo, as of Monday night, is locked down much more thoroughly and effectively than the state. With the state, the silver lining is that, for the moment, the ban on public gatherings is keeping the ski resorts from opening up their petri dishes to infect us all the more. The governor, solidly in the grip of fear of various lobbies and Republicans generally, has scheduled it for only two weeks (that's only 11.5 more days), which is absurd, because that won't even put a dent in it, but it at least prevents Thanksgiving Day openings (or Sipapu, FFS, which planned to open this Friday). The REAL kicker? Here, the Ski Valley were apparently going to go ahead an open anyway, despite knowing full well that they have 3 positives there, presumably among staff. And while the governor also has, remarkably, NOT renewed the full mandatory minimum 14-day quarantine for everyone coming into the state from outside, the gathering ban effectively makes their reopening impossible until the lockdown is lifted. To that end, I hope it lasts all winter. Oh, and there is now no local bus service for those without transport, because two drivers have tested positive, forcing a shutdown, no doubt because of passengers who refuse to behave with any decency at all.
Still, until actual enforced quarantine happens, this spike will not be arrested. I warned of this in May and June and was told to shut up, to stop being negative. It gives me no pleasure, but a great deal of rage, not only to have been proven right on all counts but to find out now that not only are there 32 positives at the Living Center thus far in November alone (the low-income long-term care facility, small and crowded, where Wings has an elder relative); there have five new deaths in the last 4 days, and a grant total of 49 residents and 37 staff positive for the virus. Also known to be positive are 13 tribal members, with another 35 fully quarantined because of contact. And I hold her, as well as the idiots who would rather see us dead than do one right thing, responsible. Meanwhile, we spent the weekend, and far too much money, stocking up again for the long haul on supplies, including supplies for Wings's work, which was a huge hit. And we maintain the isolation we have practiced for, as of today, 246 days straight already.
And we have to put the fires out. So, yes, I'm going to keep flogging this post, which I put up here night before last. This is our doctor's practice; they got certified as a nonprofit community health center a good while back, and they treat a large percentage of marginalized and underserved patients, especially those economically marginalized. Wednesday night, I got an e-mail announcing that some generous and anonymous soul had stepped forward to offer $25,000 in matching funds . . . IF they could raise $25,000 in cash donations by December 1st. In fewer than twenty days . Despite all the free-floating colonizer money around here, it's a lot harder than it should be to raise that kind of scratch here. And so the moment I got the message, we gave $100 (which we were able to do thanks to my Ko-fi account, linked below, and that fact that folks had contributed just over $100 the night before, apparently to keep my work running state-wide pandemic numbers going nightly). If you can match it, or any part of it, please do: If they raise the $25K in time, they will have $50,000 that they have committed to putting DIRECTLY to essential primary care for their most underserved patients. [To be clear: This doesn't benefit us, except indirectly insofar as it keeps our doctor's office open and staffed; we pay cash on the barrelhead for our care. But it will save other lives, and in a place and time where very few care, this matters.]
Our doctor saved both our lives. Their staff are exceptional. They are putting their own lives at risk daily, on the front lines of a pandemic in a place where the "leadership" refuses to lead and refuses to take the necessary steps to arrest the deadly spike we're currently experiencing. They are keeping people alive now. They deserve everyone's support. Go here.
And you know why this matters so much more now? Because two days ago, at the start of a lockdown when no one is supposed to be going anywhere, we learned that the feds have shut down all emergency and in-patient hospital services at Acoma Pueblo. This is punitive, it is vindictive, it is done purely out of spite, it is done for the purpose of killing Indigenous people. Yes, they say it's monetary, but at the end of the year? Where TF are our "leaders" whose job it is to prevent and to fix this? The Nazi will burn it all down on his way out the door, and he is beginning with us. An elder has chest pain? A child breaks a bone? They now have to drive to Albuquerque, where there are no beds and no space. Call your members of Congress and get this reversed.
For us, as I said earlier, we received some very good news last Wednesday, so I'm no longer worrying about covering the regular November expenses. It's what allowed us to arrange for the firewood. We'll be able to cover the hay for the horses, and possibly get the plumbing handled in the next few week or thereafter. But . . . BUT. I still have to make regular sales. It's a must.
As grateful as we are for our current blessings, we also know that real winter hasn't even arrived yet, and it will be a long one. Cases continue to spike state-wide and locally both, and we have set new records each of the last 3-4 days, with today's topping them all, just shy of 3,700 new cases today alone in a state of 2.35 million people, a new local record (by far) of 52 cases in a county of fewer than 33K people. Among recent cases locally are one or more at IHS, and apparently the clinic was NOT closed while staffers were supposedly quarantined, and how does that work, exactly? If they allow ski season to open on December first and allow tourists in, unquarantined, our local numbers are going to be deadly indeed. Meanwhile, the economy is wrecked already, and the number of people who need help climbs by the day.
This is all by way of saying that, blessings or no, I have still got to make consistent sales somehow, through the end of the year and beyond. In more ordinary years (long since gone now), our holiday sales alone carried us through the winter, the late winter/spring closure, and on toward summer. Those days are gone, and the closure is already here (and if not permanent, it's the next thing to it). We will still need to sell Wings's work regularly to make it. So please share the links, and if/when you're in the market for gorgeous, authentic, Spirit-infused Indigenous wearable art, Wings will have something perfect for you. The links are here:
Thanks.
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