Day 22 Lockdown

17 April 2020

So far I’ve learnt several valuable lessons from our tiny invader aka Covid-19. This circle diagram I saw on a friend’s wall earlier, illustrates what is to me probably the most important: there are no exclusivity around perceptions/feelings/reactions towards this virus. If you are pro-lockdown, you are not against the economy. And that right now is one of the biggest debates raging online during this period.

People are obtaining instant permits to sell “essential products” and then the products are not remotely on the allowed list. There are then immediately two outcries: “How dare you” vs “Leave them alone, they’re trying to make a living”. My feelings: pretty much why don’t y’all stay the f*ck at home. I am also sitting at home, watching my business at threat, unable to do anything about it. If we all just stay at home, we can all go back to work sooner. The economy has recovered before and will again. Dead people stay dead.

I am writing my blog this late, because my husband was admitted to the hospital earlier this evening with severe stomach cramps. We’ve been sitting up, waiting for news. He is currently in the intensive care ward. We are not allowed to be there. The virus means no visitors. I understand it, but it doesn’t make it any less hard.

My twins are blissfully sleeping next to me. I introduced them to the world of virtual choirs earlier. Virtual, because no get togethers. They didn’t really understand, but they loved it. They do not know their daddy is sick. They are just so little, and this world makes no sense to them. They’re resilient though, and adapting to their new normal. Me, still struggling.