They really couldn't give two shits about this virus, could they? I hope the Jags get stomped.
I just....
*sigh*
It's kind of annoying staying at home, sure, but I don't mind it much. We've adapted to masks and social distancing and all the changes that have come with this pandemic. It's a small inconvenience for my child's health, and for the general health of my extended family and my community. This is a temporary situation.
And I know I'm not the only one being cautious. I know lots of people are doing their part.
But this kinda shit, man.
People like this.
It's one thing to not give a shit about bringing the virus into your own home. That's sick enough, to knowingly expose your children, your parents, your live-in babysitter. I mean, that's not mentally healthy behavior, but it's contained cruelty.
What's been weighing on me is the complete lack of concern for people like restaurant servers, grocery clerks,
medical personnel.
When you've got a kid with some sort of ongoing medical issue - and that includes autism! - and you cultivate a team of doctors and nurses and therapists and other professionals to help your kid, you tend to get to know some of these people.
It
weighs on me, y'all. I think of the doctor who shed a few tears when he had to help restrain my child for an NG tube, and how he came in the next day, on his day off, to bring my child a toy and quietly apologize to me for how awful the situation was. I think of my child's outpatient nurse who always, always takes the time to ask how
I'm doing when I call to discuss medical issues my child is having. I think of the Early Intervention therapist whose services ended with us almost 4 years ago but who still checks in with me to see how her former client is coming along. I think of the pediatrician who's cared for my children since birth, of the phlebotomist who always remembered the particular comfort item my child needed for blood draws before we got the central line, of the sweet lady from dietary services who always remembers my child's quirky sandwich order when we're stuck in the hospital again.
How can anyone who's had any sort of involvement with the medical system not give a single thought to those who've helped them and are now literally putting their lives on the line because of a pandemic?
I literally do not understand the thought processes happening. How can a person just....
not care? About those who've cared for them and/or their loved ones?
Who do they think is going to be available to provide therapy or refill prescriptions or treat an injury? We're facing a medical catastrophe here, with any potential vaccine not in play for the general public until sometime next summer and we're firmly in a pandemic spiral. The spread is uncontained at this point and is only going to get worse, and we simply don't have the medical staff needed to handle covid cases
plus all the regular stuff that people need medical care for.
Doctors, nurses, techs, housekeeping, orderlies...they're getting sick, they're dying, they're getting all-out PTSD, and we kind of rely on these folks to, y'know, be alive.
But sure.
Go to a fucking football game. Who gives a shit about the people who prescribe Abbie's sleeping pills or give her Depo shots. Who cares about that, right?
I am glad her stupid team lost to the freaking
Browns. Way to be lower than the butt of every sports joke ever.