If anyone thinks the pandemic is over, think again.
It is not up to you to protect him from his decision to cut you off.” (emphasis mine)
In my mind’s eye, I imagine an airport terminal full of ostriches clucking and flapping their long necks aimlessly. Or perhaps they’re looking for the sand
I had been feeling fine until I got the notice that I was exposed—after which I began to experience every symptom in the known universe.
It sure beats staying home and watching daytime TV.
Lesson two: Never, ever assume that someone is vaccinated.
In those dark and awful moments, I knew fear, loss, and grief. I understood the horror of Covid.
“Does Ernie have any Kevlar vests at home, and do you think he would lend me one on 9/11, when I’m at the base giving shots?”
Increasingly, I felt like I was in a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale.Increasingly, I felt like I was in a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale.
Don’t worry about the booster. Worry about the crazies spawned by political leaders, intent on mayhem as a way to regain political power and hold on to their financial gains, which are fed by the ignorance and suffering of others.