Covid-19, on a personal level.

I've been unbelievably stressed and depressed recently. We are in lockdown again, and my No 1 son was confirmed as having Covid-19 on November 1st. He has been feeling very unwell for the past week or so, and has been confined to bed. And just when I really needed it, my effing Skype connection with him has also failed. He could call me, but I couldn't call him.

We've also had constant tedious talk of foreign elections, EU threats, murders on our streets, and depressing predictions of a third wave of COVID-19 for 2021.

I always knew that Kimbo was vulnerable. He previously lived in Kensington, in central London's hot-spot, but has recently joined the great exodus and bought a house in a village in Essex. He has behaved very sensibly during the crisis, but everyone needs to venture forth from time to time for essentials; no doubt this is how he caught the virus. Luckily he has been able to work from home, other than the occasional visit to his office.

At my age, to catch Covid is of little importance, but for fathers or mothers of young families the knock-on effect can be devastating. When one hears of a case in one's own circle of family or friends, it is extremely worrying; even thinking about it makes me very upset. 

Back in late-April I lost an elderly cousin to the virus, but she was 96. Since then we have been crossing fingers that we all stay virus free, but the idea that 'it would never happen to us' is no longer valid. We are ALL at risk; and will probably remain so for a very long time.

2 days later... Kimbo is still battling against it. He has a bad cough which is now affecting his chest, and a constant headache. Luckily I have managed to retrieve my Skype connection, so I'm able to call him again as often as possible. I send him my very best 'virtual' wishes, hugs, and kisses; but he knows that anyway. 

Let's now hope that the new Pfizer vaccine eventually does the job. 

How come Trump is the only person on earth to have caught a ONE DAY VIRUS?