This virus has leveled the playing field. What do I mean by that? No matter age, gender, social class, nationality, the coronavirus has affected our entire planet. Borders mean nothing.
Amazon ran out of toilet paper. People are hoarding the most ridiculous things, thinking the world is going to end. This is Armageddon. Experts are pointing out that mandatory social isolation is bad for our mental health. The suicide rate and overuse of drugs will go up, domestic violence, as well. The most vulnerable of us; seniors, the homebound, people with pre-existing conditions are scared.
On the other hand, medical personnel are coming out of retirement in order to volunteer their help. Restaurants are donating food. Businesses have started donating money for research. There are thousands of uplifting stories like that every day. I’m focusing on those little tidbits, not media hysteria.
I’ve been homebound for almost a decade, due to the loss of my eyesight. It’s been difficult to explain to people just what that’s like. You can’t leave your home unless someone offers to drive you, but everybody is busy. When you do go out, it’s usually for a medical appointment. Visitors are few and far between, again because everybody has their own lives, their own struggles, pain, and issues. When we become wrapped up in our own lives, it’s easy to forget those that are permanently homebound, bedridden, and the like. One thing about this virus – it will pass, when it does, what will we be left with?
Everyone came together during the 9/11 catastrophe. When all was said and done, people went back to their daily lives. Our only reminder was the empty space where the World Trade Center stood. The debris was cleared, the dead buried, the disabled firefighters, police, and volunteers tried their best to put their lives back together. To this day, the mental anguish of that fateful day survives.
A reporter interviewed one nurse the other day. Near tears, she tried to explain her struggle as she tried to help victims of the coronavirus die. The family could not be with the victim, and she didn’t want them to die alone. I cried with her, and am still crying now as I think of her. My heart goes out to those selfless people who are trying their best to deal with a horrific situation.
I started this blog about 6 months ago, and to tell you the truth, I haven’t posted anything in a long time because I’ve been going through my own struggles. I didn’t want to come across in the wrong way. I don’t know if anyone will read this, but it doesn’t matter.
I only hope we can come through this uplifted, responsible, and with a raised awareness that as the human race, we all walk this earth together. Pray, be kind to each other and put ourselves in each other’s shoes.
One final note… I was the victim of identity theft. I can tell you from experience, please limit your information on the Internet. This is the thief’s dream. Don’t say where you are, don’t talk about your birthday because they use that information against you, the less you say, the better. Encourage each other, support each other, help each other.
Stay safe, and healthy,
Deborah