My reflections on the pandemic year of 2020

I'm aware that Thursday (March 11) was the first anniversary of this seemingly never-ending pandemic. The real start date for me was two days later, a Friday the 13th. The day before that was my last day travelling to and from my job. I have been working remotely from home since then. 

I have not experienced COVID-19, but have experienced frequent bouts of fatigue, depression and anxiety. Having a physical disability forces me to be extra careful around PSWs and each time I've gone outside. There have been moments when I got short-tempered around people who don't take this pandemic seriously or try to frame me and others as being hysterical. 

I know there are people who cannot wear masks for long periods, or at all in some cases. There are other alternatives to masks, like face shields, that can provide adequate protection. Just don't make us look stupid for wanting to be safety-conscious. 

What's making me anxious at the moment is not whether this pandemic is going to end, but the constant talk of multiple waves. I've come to the conclusion that some media outlets WANT a third wave. More reporting needs to be done instead on the vaccines, and how miraculous it is that so many have popped up in such a short time. Focus on solutions and not just on the problem itself. This customer service employee gets that. 

I also don't like it when people dismiss the scientists and science itself. I put more trust in scientists than I do in most politicians, regardless of stripe. Scientists are in the business of health and wellness, whereas most politicians focus on getting re-elected. 

We are getting closer to the home stretch, so let's work together and (hopefully) eradicate this invisible beast.