Thursday, April 2, 2020

Thursday, April 2, Self Quarantine, Social Distancing

Every day has been a blessing. Every day the factories have ramped up.  Premier Horgan and Health Minister Dix have acquired some 40 more respirators and refurbished many more. We are twice where we were last week. More masks, gloves and gowns coming in. Retired doctor returning to work.  Dr. Bonnie Henry says we’re still ahead. Some 650 people in hospital with Covid 19, mostly ICU but with still a few hundred bed capacity.  Every day is a blessing.  The social distancing is working. New cases trickling in. The deaths over 80 and mostly nursing homes.  I love this provincial NDP leadership. They truly are doing everything we could possibly hope for.
Trudeau is bringing more planes in without the accepted airport vetting and quarantine that amounts to a joke. Other countries with rational sane leadership have the highest screening on all flights and quarantines are in designated hotels with guards. Some have actually used the ankle bracelet.  Even then countries in South Asia see that the a second wave follows with the influx of travellers so some have banned all travel.  They are then able to get their people back to work and move onto save the economy. That’s the next war and as with the first we have a country at odds.  Provinces doing everything to save their people while nationally the state does everything to spread disease, kill old people and sick people and ruin the economy.  The truth will out.  Weapons manufacturers, Quebec corporations, bikers gangs, mafia and women who like topless PM’s continue this dichotomy. 
I woke this morning and took a deep breath thanking God for life and breath.  Gilbert was there, my fur baby friend. I have coffee and heat and will spend the day in my virtual clinic.  My patients have amazed me.  I love hearing how they’re respecting quarantine and social distancing. There’s a false notion that people with mental illness are overall impaired. So many have once again so impressed me by how they have risen to the occasion, helping elderly neighbours, caring for sick parents, doing really good. Of course they’re anxious.  I’m writing scripts and phoning them into the pharmacies who are really busy. The fear now is that the medication manufacture outsourced to China will be disrupted by their continued belligerence and bellicosity and constant lies and declining capacity.  90% of the masks which they made were defective. The estimates of death range to the millions because of the Comunist/Socialist government policy.  The truth is the same for Iran, and it’s Muslim dictatorship, another police state, with mass graves.  Democracies are fairly well.
The US is at 200,000 but the estimate was 1.5 million dead by summer if drastic measures were not taken.  The US was first to close the flights to China and Europe after the success of Taiwan and Singapore and South Korea.  Ironically these Asian nations were not called ‘racist’ but Canadians who continue to call for stopping flights of Communist China are still being called racist.
The individuals in the frontlines amaze me. Despite defective equipment and risk to life doctors, nurses and administrative staff I know personally continue to serve.  So many of the front line workers in China, Iran and Italy have died. All the doctors in one hospital had died.  I’m so thankful that I’m home doing virtual medicine. I remember how terrified I was the year I worked in emergency during the aids epidemic with needle users and violent HIV infected patients.  Today I’m just paranoid of surfaces and door handles.  I’m old too. But survivor guilt and flashbacks haunt me for moments.  A lot of anxiety and ptsd will follow in the wake of this disease.  I’m so sad to hear of the nursing staff from care home crying in their cars. I remember my mom the night she had the flu in the minor epidemic and all her roommates died one night leaving her praying in the wee hours telling me she had thoughts she’d go to. 
Now I’m thankful.  I am grateful.  I’m blessed.  I love most walking Gilbert in the woods and watching the signs of spring. The blue heron has returned. The ducks are mating.  I hope to see the king fishers that come here each year. Yesterday I saw more buds on bushes. The daffodils, white and yellow are in bloom. 
Thank you Jesus. 

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