The #Coronavirus disease (#COVID-19) 🦠 has become a worldwide #pandemic creating fear and anxiety in many, including me.
Fear of the unknown is a terrible fear.
— Joan D. Vinge
Living in NY, the state with the 2nd highest number of COVID-19 cases, as of March 10, 2020, fear and anxiety are inevitable with the media overload. 😰
Now, with me now in a #wheelchair, living this #paralyzed life, I am not able to leave my house on my own without my honey anyway, but, that doesn’t mean I don’t have fear. 😱 Actually quite the opposite.
My honey works in NYC. NYC has thousands and thousands of people walking around. The reality is, while I’m only 59, I am at a higher risk due to reduced lung capacity due to inability to walk and move.
Thankfully the Mayor declared NYC a state of emergency late Thursday, March 12, 2020 and he was granted permission to work remote today as his company continues to prepare for larger scale remote access for it’s 600 or so employees of which about 200 in his building. We are hoping that he will be able to work remotely for a longer period of time VERY soon.
During this now #pandemic, I became majorly aware of my fear. What if my honey (while he is healthy, he is 63 and overweight) were to test positive for COVID-19, what would that mean for me? And, as much as I hate 😡 to #1 think about it and #2 have to say it out loud, but, what if my honey were to be too ill or worse pass away, what would I do? Where would I go? The answer, I would be forced to live in a hospital/institution like setting.
Yes I have family members that would say no, never, but truth is, any of my female family members that may be able to disrupt their lives by including me as a permanent fixture in their life would not physically be able to take me in as they can not physically lift me. Remember, I need to be lifted out of my wheelchair in/out of bed, in/out of shower, in/out to/from sofa at least once a day to prevent any sores from sitting all day and so much more,
As I sit here now writing this blog, my honey leaves to go get milk for us and my parents (who only live 1 mile from us) he does everything & anything to put a smile 😊 on my face and calm my fears and anxiety by sending me a txt of my beautiful purple crocus.
The crocus is a symbol of . . .
- Cheerfulness
- Gladness
- Youthfulness
- Mirthfulness
- Glee
As always, I wish you days filled with WONDER – take a minute to WONDER what it is that made you smile today!
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I spoke of all this to another friend today. As we spoke about COVID-19 my thoughts turned to you and all the “what ifs” as you mentioned above.
I worry very much about your honey commuting to NYC via the train with thousands of others, walking the NYC streets with thousands of others. What if he gets the virus, who will take care of you? What if you should get sick too? Your parents are no longer at an age where they can take care of you. They are in frail health. The “what ifs” in your situation is extremely scary.