New York City and Los Angeles where there aren’t enough hospital beds to contain all of the wick people. Testimonials from people who have suffered through it sound horrible and I don’t think my body could survive the severe symptoms, mostly with extreme breathing issues and pneumonia. Respirators, masks, and gowns are in short supply but factories are starting to produce them in large numbers. People are rallying to help where they can, although any non-essential activities are banned, and told to wash hands frequently and thoroughly and keep a distance of 6-feet. Self-quarantine and social distancing are terms that are heard frequently.
I walked past the airport parking lot the other day and this is what it looked like - during normal times, the lot is full and the shuttles are frequent.
Thursday and Friday this week were beautiful spring days with temperatures in the upper 40s and I was able to walk without hat and gloves. I found a nice route that gives me almost a 2-mile walk to the river and through nearby neighborhoods. Today is a gray, gloomy day and we are getting heavy rain and possible some snow overnight,
This week was the anniversary of the losses of several loved ones: the 25th marked the 18th year of Rocco’s passing, the 26th marked 2 years since we lost Rick and the 27th was 7 years since Jill’s brother, Casey died. Dang!
