Worry:
To give way to anxiety or unease; allow one’s mind to dwell on difficulties or troubles.
It feels like walking on pointy rocks hidden inside your shoes, digging into all your nerve ending sending constant electric shocks of pain to your mind, asking for relief. There is none. Pain. Fear. More pain.
The medical profession has been on the front lines of this pandemic since it started. The stories of unthinkable horror are constant and relentless. They fight for us yet we do close to nothing to protect them. To send them back to their families alive. As the half sister to two doctors, one with a Emergency Room specialty, mother of two small children. The other a lung specialist with three children plus countless friends, also with doctors and nurses in the medical profession I ask everyone, why the lack of empathy for their lives? Why do I see so many people behaving as if their actions have no relevance on the lives of others. We are discussing life or death, not which pair of shoes should we buy.
The haunted look on the faces of medical professionals and their relatives is forever present. That unrelentless fear of what will happen next. Will the virus kill them, their families? How is it possible for so many people to ignore the pain they inflict upon others?
Everywhere I go I find people inconvenienced by the use of the masks and when they think no one is looking, wear the mask below their chin. They could be asymptomatic and breathing the pandemic into the air that the next person will unknowingly inhale. The risk for the mask wearing person increases by 75 person in the presence of a non mask wearing person. 75 percent is a lot.
So, on this Sunday morning, I will leave the question out there, in the hope that it will at least help save one life. Why don’t you care about others?
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