2020 really has thrown us some unexpected curveballs, hasn’t it? Who would ever have thought they’d have been asked to stay home from work for three months and more in some cases back in January? Who would have thought schools, restaurants, pubs and shops would have been shut down until further notice back in March?
Even when I watched what was happening in Wuhan at the start of the year, naively I thought it wouldn’t reach us. I assumed we’d have been able to prevent it from reaching our island. How wrong I was. Even now, with a struggling economy and multiple attempts to get it going again, we are still failing to contain Covid-19.
I am due to go back to school on the 27th August for a couple of inset days before the children join us on the 1st September for an 8-week term and I honestly don’t know if we’ll manage all of the 8 weeks. Will all the pubs and restaurants have to shut so we can educate our children? But what about the parents who work in those sectors? How will they manage to put food on the table and pay their bills without an income? Every decision taken means someone somewhere is missing out.
My husband is currently working from home. He started a new job during the lockdown and has been trained via video conference. He has only met his boss once – on the day he picked up his laptop and has only got to know his new colleagues via conference calls. It’s strange because only a few years ago I requested to work a couple of days from home but was told it would never be allowed as everyone had to come into the office.
How times change. Now, people are pretty sure they won’t be returning to their offices until at least the new year.
My oldest daughter has been pregnant throughout lockdown; she lives in Italy and was already pregnant when the first few northern towns were locked down. They weren’t that far from her and Bergamo is about a half hour drive away. As you can imagine, she has had a fear-fuelled gestation and now the birth is approaching fast, she’s worried about bringing her baby safely into this crazy, unrecognisable world.
This morning, I took the decision to cancel my flight to Italy in September; I would never forgive myself if I unknowingly carried Covid-19 to the newborn or anyone. Speaking with Megan, she was sad but also relieved as my decision eliminated a risk that she had been worrying about. She told me, she has to have a test for Coronavirus 1 week before she is due and will have to wear a mask during childbirth, can you imagine that?
I have no idea when I’ll be able to see her again or meet the new baby.
I saw a thread on Facebook recently, it asked, ‘What’s something you have said in the past 6 months that would make no sense to someone in 2019?’ Here are some of the replies…
- I’ve been furloughed.
- I forgot my mask.
- I’m cleaning the shopping.
- How long was the queue at Tesco?
- You can’t go back to school until you’ve had a temperature check.
- Stay 2 meters away from me.
- Cough into the crease of your elbow.
- Spent the entire day doing a puzzle and watching TV.
- No Eastenders on tonight.
- Which should be open pubs or schools?
- I wish I could see my family.
- Clap for the NHS.
- The park is shut.
- What is the R-value now?
Have you said any of them? I can tick quite a few. Let’s hope we can stop this virus soon and try to regain something of the life we used to have. In the meantime, take care and stay safe.