Dad in Springfield, MO
It's been almost 2 years since Dad moved into assisted living. It was a struggle at first, but he adjusted. On the phone this morning he said he was so glad to be living in a safe place, where he doesn't have to go out and shop.
For about a week, his facility has kept residents confined to rooms. Dad was happy with that. He told me his friend Corrine had been in the hospital for a week. They share a subscription of the New York times. He heard she wasn't doing well.
In the evening, I got scary news from my sister. She had gotten word that Corrine had tested positive with Covid 19. I pictured dad's dear friend at his 91st birthday. She is about 5 years older than Dad, but has the spunk of a 50 year old.
Then Jennifer shared that 3 other residents from the facility have also been hospitalized.
Coronavirus suddenly seems real, now. I've been watching the news and cringing for weeks. But this news took my breath away. I usually end my posts on a positive note, but this is hard.
I'm glad Dad has been isolated for over a week. But there are so many things we don't know about this horrible disease. I have no idea how safe any of us are.
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!