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Five things on a Friday: winter in Alaska.

The sun woke me up this morning.  Around these parts, this is known as a Big Deal. If you read this post, you’ll remember that my husband set all of our smart lights to change to pink at sunset. This was accompanied by a sweet little chime, which helped us to really savor the moment.  On the shortest day of winter, we received six hours of daylight. Waking up to the sun this morning means I have officially survived my first Alaskan winter. In addition to feeling extra chipper and cheerful, I also feel like the sun gave me the green light to write about what helped me through the darkest months. We still have weeks of snow to enjoy (I can only hope!), but the short days and long nights are over. I’d love to share what helped during my inaugural experience.

  1. Light therapy. I had heard about these in the past, but I never tried them before now. Guys! I am a convert. I used my light daily during November and December. I truly believe it helped my mood and my sleep cycle. I also put several residents on a light therapy program at work several months ago, and I’m still tracking the data. We are seeing improved sleep habits and have even been able to wean several folks off of sedating psychotropic medications! In one study I read, daily light therapy worked BETTER than daily Prozac for depression related to seasonal affective disorder. Fine print: it must be a 10,000 Lux light, and you must do it daily for thirty minutes per session. Ideally, light therapy is done first thing in the morning and the light is approximately two feet from you. I developed a nice routine with mine, keeping it with my Bible for use when I woke. Bonus: many insurance plans will reimburse for the cost!
  2. Sunless tanner. Who doesn’t want a little color on their winter skin? Chris says I use the word sallow too much, but it’s exactly how I describe my skin tone in the winter months. I don’t just get pale; I tend to emit a little greenish glow. I have used this foam with great results on my face and body. I bought it for myself as a birthday present a year ago, and I still have plenty left. I use it sporadically, when I’m feeling extra green and in need of some bronze oomph. The real MVP,  though, is the gradual face tan. I use this daily on my face, as the last step in my routine. It can go under or on top of makeup, and it doesn’t dye my hands. I use six drops and there is a noticeable difference within a few hours. I also bought the freckle stain, too, because I don’t mind being marketed to but that’s another story for another day. Both of the foam and the oil are natural and free of yucky ingredients.
  3. Vitamin D. Keeping in mind that this is a fat-soluble vitamin, it’s important to develop an individualized regimen. The kidneys do not excrete vitamin D like they do Vitamin C, which means overdose and toxicity are a very real risk. If it’s available to you, I’d get lab work before you start. However, the general consensus by the medical community is that a daily dose of 1,000-2,000 units is safe year-round. Most people in Alaska are taking more than that. My mentor physician here advised that I take 4,000u daily, despite my normal Vitamin D bloodwork results. This is because we get such little sun during the winter months. I started my children on 1,000u daily and bumped them up to 2,000u about a month into winter. I can’t prove that my mood is better because of it, because I didn’t risk going without it.
  4. The right gear. The saying is very, very true. There is no bad weather, only bad gear. We spent a lot of money on quality items, in hopes that we’d be able to get by with fewer things; I can now testify that it was worth it. My kids each have one pair of snow pants, one pair of snow boots, one hat, and two pairs of gloves. They wear these items daily, on top of their regular clothes, to and from school, and whenever they play outside. They really like these coats, but we also bought these on super-sale last summer. Chris and I would probably agree that our thermal boots were our greatest winter investment. We have taken long walks in deep snow in them, and they consistently keep us warm and dry. I have also been pleasantly surprised by how much I like wool. I have several sweaters and even a boiled wool jacket that I prefer to synthetic coats, because they are both warm and waterproof. I guess it makes sense; wool covers were my favorite when I cloth diapered my babies! I would be remiss if I didn’t mention Noihsaf Bazaar, Poshmark, and eBay. We find great items secondhand on these sites and I always start there before buying new.
  5. The outdoors. On the darkest days, I took a walk. On the stir-craziest afternoons, I opened a window. On the rare days when the sun shined through the clouds, I bundled up and stood outside with my face tilted toward it. I’ve grown to respect and cherish the cold.  I love the way the snow sounds beneath my feet. I love the fastidious task of shoveling stairs and scraping off a windshield. The brisk air in my lungs reminds me that I am alive and a small part of a big, vast, natural world. I try to stealthily sneak out onto the deck every time I see a moose, just to laugh at it clomp on by. I cannot get over the two bald eagles that live in the tree across the street; I’ll never grow tire of watching them soar through sunlight and snow alike. Our kids have learned to ice skate, cross-country ski, and ice fish. Their school sends them outside for recess no matter the weather. One day during winter break, we forgot to feed them lunch because they stayed outside all day long. I simply cannot see a way through winter without embracing it.

And there you have it – my tips for thriving in an arctic climate! Being that it was our first winter out of the south, I’d love to hear what works/doesn’t work for you cold-weather experts. Honestly, I’m not ready for this season to pass. I’m hoping for at least one more snowstorm before break-up season (apparently what they call early springtime around here, when the ice starts to break up and we can no longer skate, or drive, on our lakes). Good winter day to you!

COVID-19 health & wellness life in alaska life lately

My COVID-19 Story

The following is a thread of tweets I posted on October 29, 2020, following my bout with COVID-19. I had a fairly mild case, but I gave it to a few family members and the whole thing dragged on for weeks. When I felt ready to discuss it online, I went to Twitter first. Naturally. I’m now ready to post it to this blog. Instagram? They can just come and find it. Such is the way of things these days.

I have yet to build a social network in my new town, so I’m home a lot. Life looks like work, grocery store, post office, church. I wear a mask for all of the aforementioned, and additional daily screening is required at work. I let my guard down one weekend, for a small staff retreat (husband is a worship pastor) with several couples I’d already been around for months. No hugging or close chats, but no masks in the house.

The following Friday, seven days later, I underwent my biweekly testing for work (long-term care facility). It is a state test, and results take several days. I had felt off all week, but there were several possible causes. This test (eventually) came back negative. But the next morning, Saturday, I received a call that someone had the staff retreat had later tested positive and was most likely contagious at the time. I couldn’t risk going back to work without a rapid test. I pushed for a rapid test at work and asked a physician colleague put in the order for me (this is a privilege). They didn’t want to waste a test just for exposure, when my other one was still pending and I wasn’t symptomatic. But we got it done.

The rapid result came back positive a few hours later, and I was symptomatic by then. Thankfully, everyone at the staff retreat agreed to get tested and I had no other contacts or exposures to disclose. I later learned about my previous negative test, which means I was most likely not infectious at work. My patients and coworkers all tested negative. Strangely, so did everyone else at the staff retreat, despite having closer contact with the other positive person than I did.

My COVID-19 symptoms, in order from terrible to tolerable: lack of smell/taste, fatigue, shortness of breath, body aches, cough, sinus burning, congestion. Today is day 20 and I’m better, but not feeling normal yet. Worse than the physical symptoms was the shame. I had to answer to Alaska’s state epidemiology department, hospital leadership, long-term care leadership, and public health. Everyone was gracious, but it was an emotional few days at the beginning. I just moved here. I haven’t made professional connections yet. It was hard to pick up the phone each time and not feel defensive or want to pass blame. But like I said, everyone was gracious.

My husband tested positive about a week after me. It hit him harder (same symptom profile), but he felt better faster. My daughter tested positive after him. She had a headache and fever for two hours one night; it spontaneously resolved and she hasn’t had a complaint since. The rest of the kids are negative. They didn’t want to test anyone in my family until they were symptomatic, but they eventually let me do the kids. I kinda wish they’d all gotten it. I’d love a family full of antibodies!

We’ve been in isolation/quarantine since October 10. Isolation is for 10 days, after positive test or first symptom. Quarantine is for the household, for 14 days. It starts after isolation for the positive person is complete. We never separated; too intense/unreasonable for us. I’m now back at work. My time off was paid for by the hospital (again, a privilege). I’ve been instructed not to get tested for at least 90 days. I’m curious about an antibody test someday. The kids’ school went remote as a result of our cases (plus a few – our small town had a small spike). We’ll hope for their return before Thanksgiving. We’ll continue to wear masks and socially distance, and follow recommendations. The science came to our house and it was real.

I made a joke at the beginning of this thing in March, that I’d volunteer to get sick if it could help build immunity in our community and spare an elder or vulnerable person. It wasn’t funny but hey, put down three more tally marks for our town’s “recovered” total! In conclusion, The Kincaids are glad and grateful to be on the other side of COVID-19.

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weekend report

It feels absolutely crazy to be writing this from bed on a Sunday afternoon. Last weekend, when we started up the football games, I abruptly shouted ALRIGHT IT’S TIME FOR ME TO GO TO WORK at the precise time I used to leave the house each Sunday. After a good laugh, we also praised God out loud. Chris said he had a weird feeling in his stomach. What a long few years that was, working every weekend and filling my nights with papers and study. Hear me say this, it was totally doable. If you’re in the thick of back-to-school-as-an-adult, or working multiple jobs, or managing opposite schedules from your partner, you know what I mean. It’s not fun, and it’s hopefully not forever, but it’s doable. But phrases like making it work and let’s just get through this have a time limit. The goal is to get to the other side. Right now for us, the other side is beautiful. In the future, I hope to devote some of my free time to community and service, but… Covid-19. In the meantime, weekends are a nice mix of family time and introverted bliss.

I left work on Friday evening and picked up our Shabbat meal (burgers and fries). We slept in on Saturday and drove several towns up the peninsula for some fall foliage, Mexican food, and a chainsaw. We stopped off at a river full of glacial water, showing off its turquoise beauty even on a cloudy day. I started a new novel (The Great Alone; thanks for recommending it, guys… and it’s set near our new home, so check it out for a glimpse of our town!) I cried through family move night (Togo; all dog movies get me and can you tell we are about all things Alaska these days?). I spent some extra time in the bathroom on my face. I spent some extra time helping my kids take notes from Matthew 13 during church. I watered all of my plants. I took extra deep breaths when the patience wore thin. I drank iced vanilla lattes. I worshipped. Last weekend, I reaped the harvest of my months-long labor to propagate my ficus trees and make my own mint extract. Next weekend, I hope to hand wash my delicates and take a drive around town to look at the changing leaves.

I miss paved parking lots and being able to wear high heels. I miss Chick Fil A and the glimmer of city lights. I miss the sound of cicadas outside of our farmhouse. But the slowing down in a subarctic small town has been incredibly good for us. For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. I will not look to the past or the future for satisfaction that may be found in the present.

#getaftergrateful life in alaska

Only in Homer

It’s easy to find sweetness right where I am. I’ve been working on cultivating a lifestyle of gratitude for years now, and a #getaftergrateful list is never far from my lips. It’s also easy to see a photo of someone enjoying 80+ degree weather and find myself pining for somewhere else. In addition to being over-the-top careful about what I view on social media these days, I decided to make a list of things I can enjoy only in Homer, Alaska.

  • I can hike a mountain and splash in the sea on the same outing.
  • I can use phrases like stopping by the post and Do you need anything from the market?
  • I can order a delicious iced latte from no fewer than five coffee shops in the same three block stretch.
  • I can watch bald eagles soar through the sky.
  • I can leave for church ten minutes before service starts and still make it in time for the opening song.
  • I can enjoy a fire in June.
  • I can eat fresh fish for free.
  • I can eat berries for free.
  • I can get to know (and learn from!) every single medical provider in town.
  • I can hold starfish in my hands.
  • I can read a book on the beach, and then walk back home to cook dinner.
  • I can collect wool sweaters.
  • I can take an entire hour to water my plants and hand wash my delicates.
  • I can take naps and read books in bed in the middle of the day.
  • I can cook without a crock pot.
  • I can order peaches from California and line up on delivery day.
  • I can remind myself of God’s promises, thanks to the almost-daily rainbows we enjoy.
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Happy sunset to you!

I had a slow, restful weekend. After experiencing a sudden onset of physical symptoms, I knew I needed covid testing in order to return to work safely. My hospital currently tests symptomatic employees twice, twenty-four hours apart. Between episodes of getting cotton swabs shoved gently-but-uncomfortably far into my nose, I spent most of my weekend curled up in the bed or curled up by the fire.*

Our monster of a wood stove feels like it could heat the whole neighborhood. We currently have one cord of wood stacked beneath our front porch, and another waiting to be stacked beneath our back porch. (What is a cord of wood, you ask? Great question! We just learned, too. A cord is a stack of firewood, approximately 4 feet high, 8 feet long, and 128 cubic feet in volume. Not sure if it’ll get us through the winter, but at least now we know how to order it and stack it!)

I’ve been prepping for Arctic weather since early summer; now that it’s chillier, I’m grateful for my borderline obsession. Fall is coming fast and hard, with winter close behind it. I was surprised to learn that here in Alaska, we actually get four full seasons. (Now, Alaska is a large, large, LARGE state. Click here to learn more. So when I say “here in Alaska,” I mean the southern peninsula. It’s also important to note that the marine climate in which I live is actually quite mild and temperate compared with the rest of the state and several Midwestern states.) I can’t speak to spring or winter, yet, but the summer was glorious. The sun set around midnight and rose hours before we awakened. The temperature hit seventy degrees on a regular basis. Our noses turned pink when we forgot to reapply sunscreen. We hiked on Wednesdays and Saturdays and Sundays and even broke a sweat a few times. There were boat rides and beach campfires. We observed the pace of the Alaskan during this season (play hard, fish enough for the entire year, play hard, tend to your garden and harvest enough for winter jars and cans, play hard some more). We crossed everything off of our summer bucket list. Thanks, God.

The transition to autumn in August feels appropriate, almost as if the weather follows the unspoken rules of books and movies and whimsy. Sweaters are necessary during the first week of school. The hot pink fireweed blooms begin to blow off, and its leaves slowly start to turn red. The fishermen and fisherwomen come home for the season. The restaurants and shops on the spit begin to close down. (What is the spit, you ask? Great question! The Homer Spit is a 4.5 mile finger-like projection of land that juts out into the Kachemak Bay. It holds our harbor, as well as picturesque beaches and a bustling boardwalk. Learn more here.)

I feel as ready as I can be for the dark days ahead. I bought the happy light. I take the Vitamin D. I’ve got an excellent counselor. I’m researching outdoor cold weather hobbies. I’m building a closet of gorgeous sweaters. I asked Instagram for cold weather advice, and Instagram delivered. I know that the lack of sunshine ahead is the price we pay for the continuous three months of sunshine we just enjoyed. I saw the moon this week, and I realized I couldn’t remember seeing it since the day we left South Carolina.

All in all, I await winter with anticipation. I’m ready for whatever autumn has to offer, with one exception. I do not appreciate the rapidly changing sunset times. On August 1, the sun went down at 10:32pm. Tonight, the last night of August, it will set at 9:09pm. I find this to be aggressive, pushy, and a bit rude. I’d rather be gently ushered into the next season. Fortunately, Chris came up with a fix for that.

Enter, home automation. I was slow to pick up on it, but my dear husband had his own way of coping with our move. While I spent many moments standing on our balcony, feeling the ocean breeze on my face and listening to the wind chimes Chris surprised me with when we arrived, he actually spent many moments ordering smart lights for every fixture he could outfit. This is an interesting distinction, as he typically connects more with nature and I love to shop online. Anyway, I looked up one day and realized I could tell the lights or the music to do whatever I wanted, in any room, and get a response. Chris uses an app to build “scenes,” where lights and music and sound effects work together in a theme.

We have a disco scene, which is particularly nice after dinner. As the kids clear the table, all of the main floor lights flash in different colors while Motown music plays. We also have a Star Wars scene, which is hilarious because we don’t have any good Star Wars costumes left in the house. By golly, the kids will make do with what they’ve got and stoically enter a room full of red light to the tune of The Imperial March. Chris has even set up scenes in the kids’ bedrooms, which helps with both bedtime routines and waking up for school.

What does a smart home have to do with aggressive sunsets? Chris made us a sunset scene. No matter what time the sun begins sink away, the house lights now turn pink, accompanied by a sweet chime sound. Chris and I make a point to stop what we’re doing and look at one another. Happy sunset to you. Bring it on, autumn.

*I feel much better today and both tests were negative!

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Let’s open up this space a bit.

Three and a half years ago, I shut down the comments on this blog. My offline life felt quite full, and I wanted something I could control. Now, I don’t receive any income from being online, and my following isn’t the largest on the internet. It was the engagement that kept me around. I wanted to see what was happening. I wanted to follow the traffic. I wanted to reply to the comments. I wanted you to like me AND understand me AND agree with me AND accept me unconditionally AND never, ever unfollow me. In order to support all of these unhealthy habits, I had to be online a lot. Along the way, praise God, I course-corrected quite a bit. I got off of Facebook completely. I turned off notifications on my phone. I even started deleting social media apps a few times per week. I missed writing, but school was simply more important at the time.

Now that school is over and my kids are older, I’m ready to put “writing” back on my list of hobbies. (You wouldn’t believe how many of those questionnaires I’ve filled out over the last few months. Everyone from the new employer to the new counselor wants to know what I do in my spare time. Study? I only remember studying?) Now that I have the time, I would love to write on a blog again, in expanded form.

Let’s keep the expectations low, for now. While I’ve been on the internet for decades, I’m also quite technology-challenged; even the new Instagram updates overwhelm me. I don’t know how to build a website to save my life; I paid someone to help me with this blog years ago. Regardless, I would like to start writing here more. I would like to put up a picture every now and again. I would like this blog to be a friendly place for readers to gather for a minute or two, and maybe exchange some ideas. I still want you to like me, but you don’t have agree or even understand me to show up here. I’ve been working on a thick skin and soft heart for long enough. It’s time to put it to practice. Consider the comment section officially open. Let’s open up this space a bit.

COVID-19 health & wellness life in alaska the whole & simple gospel

Covid-19, three months later

I figured it was time to quit adding to this post and just start a new one! This pandemic is marathon stuff, huh? I recently posted the following on Instagram, which prompted a few requests for resources:

Since moving to Alaska, we’ve all been tested for Covid-19 at least once. We’ve done so eagerly, and with joy, because mass testing and contact tracing is a proven method of slowing spread while moving the country forward. (PSA: you ain’t gotta get the nasopharyngeal swab anymore. There are gentler options now!)

We also wear masks in public, for two reasons. First, it’s another proven method of protection for ourselves and others. Second, it’s a quiet, simple, and public demonstration of our respect for our community. We’re paying attention, and we care.

I read a tweet awhile back, that said Americans think covid is over because we grew bored with it. The Kincaids are not bored. We love God and science and public health and the least of these from Matthews 25. This is kingdom work, and we hope to be doing it for the rest of our days.

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And now, for some (hopefully) helpful resources! Last update: June 24, 2020

EXPERTS I’M FOLLOWING:

In addition to numbers counts via the WHO, CDC, state websites, and my current employer (a hospital)’s daily reports and guidelines… the only regular resource I follow for new information is Emory University’s incredibly smart and humorous scientist Laurel Bristow (@kinggutterbaby). She does a great job of breaking down press releases and scientific papers in clear and practical ways, and she also highlights the work of other experts within her field.

ON PERSONAL RESEARCH:

I’ve used my computer for nothing but evidence-based research for the last four years, thanks to grad school. So glad to be done! But also, I’m grateful for the foundational tools it gave me. I’ll use those forever, and I’m happy to share them here.

First, consider the source. Personal accounts like YouTube videos, interviews, and expert opinions are fine to reference. However, they are not considered quality research. Check out this page to learn about different levels of evidence. It includes graphics and definitions, and I still refer to this concept regularly when measuring a source I’ve found. Spoiler alert: we don’t have high levels of evidence yet for a novel virus like Covid-19. Another spoiler alert: expert opinions are considered the lowest level quality of evidence. YouTube videos and Facebook accounts don’t even make the cut.

Second, try using specific terms when performing a search. I use phrases like evidence-based or evidence for, scholarly article, and peer-reviewed in addition to whatever I’m typing into the search bar.

Third, evaluate the source’s crew. Generally, experts will be accepted by other experts. This is what it means when an article has been peer-reviewed. The article was de-identified and sent to a slew of people to review and critique, before it was published. Additionally, people who consider themselves to be experts in a field should not be lone wolves. Do they have privileges at a hospital? Are they on staff at a teaching institution? Who claims them as their own? This applies to every industry environment from finance to ministry, but we’re talking about medical science right now. It’s easy to get swept up in a smart person’s story, but check out who else has bought in or rejected their expertise before you hitch your cart to it.

And now, for some articles from real experts! Last update: June 29, 2020

ON COVID-19 HERD IMMUNITY:

Mayo Clinic – general background and definitions

Possibly a lower percentage needed to achieve, but we still aren’t sure about current infection leading to immunity

Argument against herd immunity as a solution + helpful graphics

ON MASS TESTING AND CONTACT TRACING:

An opinion (but quite reasonable/hopeful) piece on colleges reopening safely

It’s not just increased testing that is causing a spike in cases

On the importance of mass testing specifically in the context of Covid-19, since such a large number of cases are asymptomatic

Mathematical modelling study (in the United Kingdom) comparing mass testing, tracing, and isolating to measure transmission reduction

How Massachusetts did it and how they’re doing since (graphics included)

European Centre for Disease Prevention and Control explains their recommendations with evidence from China and LOTS of cited sources

Argument for rapid tracing using an app (sends color coded notifications to your phone based on hot spots) due to large number of presymptomatic and asymptomatic cases rendering manual tracing less useful

The difference between test counts and case counts

Updated numbers, if you’re a data dude or a graph gal

ON MASKS:

Evidence for effectiveness of masking

Addressing CO2 concerns

Addressing more C02 concerns + bacterial build-up concerns

Stanford scientists answering good questions

Do masks cause lung infections?

Do masks cause skin infections?