DREAD

Adirondacks- photo by son, Cory

Each day dread as the news relays dire warnings about the corona virus. We go out, returning to the car wiping our hands down with disinfectant. Others act nonchalant while visions of hospitals and respirators dance in my head. After being in the hospital several times a few years back, returning to one is a nightmarish thought.

Helplessness, powerlessness, those feelings are prevalent as we wait for the virus to hit with little else to do to prevent it except directives to wash hands and not touch our face. How absurd. Not touch my face, as my hand just left it without realizing it?

So we wait, watching the news with piqued interest for every development as the virus marches on, fearful tension marching on too because there is nothing to stop it. 

 

2 thoughts on “DREAD

  1. I made the mistake of reading too many social media posts just before going to bed last night and the fear that was rippling through me was excruciating. This morning I found that it only took reading one positive story (that the virus seems to be past its peak in China) to buoy me up.

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