Sunday, May 24, 2020

I have a dog in this hunt

We just left from visiting Gigi, my loves’ mother, stuck in a nursing facility who has suffered through this mess in the worst of possible ways. Loneliness.
And for what?
As my wife visited (through a closed window, talking on the phone) I watched an elderly lady (80’s) walk out of the facility with a walker and a mask (paper😂) passing within inches of my wife. They do this regularly.
So ask yourself, if they can come outside and walk around with a useless mask and adhere to policy, why can’t we go in with a mask 😷 and adhere to policy? A sincerely retarded question to need asking.
Secondary:
Mom needs physical therapy. Medicare only pays for so many sessions, the therapist from Medicare apparently are “screened” and can come in. After these Medicare paid sessions expire, mom’s private insurance can pay private therapists to come in... only they can’t come in, because the screening process (in place) won’t allow it. Apparently doesn’t sufficiently fit the agenda.
So she sits there, all day, every day, by herself, for three months. While you play this little tap dance with those seeking authority during “these trying times”, we watch mom suffer a little more each day.
This IS the flip side of your fears folks. People will die because of absolutely ridiculous and useless measures being imposed so those very few who may actually be at risk can “feel” safe. You won’t be, but your fear will kill many more than the virus. I hope that sinks in because at the end of the day, if you aren’t in personal danger (compromised immune system, because of age, health, or underlying conditions) and yet you advocate we wait for a vaccine, or until the virus is dead and gone so you can continue to feel safe, you wait with your finger poised on the trigger, and right now that weapon is pointed straight at my moms head, so I Have a dog in this hunt.