Notes from the Isolation Ward, Day 6

Laugh of the Day #1:

A friend shared this observation from “Plug in the Jug” via Facebook: “They said a mask and gloves were enough to go to the grocery store. They lied. Everyone else had clothes on.”

Oh, the image that comes to mind!

Laugh of the Day #2:

Remember the movie “Mary Poppins” and the song “Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious” (I hope I spelled that right)? Dan Matarazzo, the conductor for  musical productions at Cabrini University in Pennsylvania, has written a parody of that song that is so appropriate for these times. Watch it here on Youtube.

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From “Our Bull’s Loose in Town!”, the Spanish Influenza (part 5):

Dr. Donnelly took charge of the town. We were lucky to have a doctor, so many other towns had none as most doctors were still off in Europe tending to the wounded there. All the beds in the hospital were full so he took over the hotel and at least 20 patients were staying there. He told the Chinese laundry to wash every sheet, every towel, every piece of clothing in boiling water with bleach at least twice over to kill the pestilence. He asked the Royal Café and the Meyronne Café to prepare meals for the sick and the nurses. “Keep track of the costs and we’ll pay you for everything once this epidemic passes,” he told them.
Next, he commandeered anyone with a motor car to keep checking on people in the south country. Remember, he was the only doctor between Meyronne and Montana. “If you find anyone who is ill, bring them in right away,” he told them. “I don’t want people dying all alone.”
No one said no to his demands. Good thing, too, because someone found Mike Forzley of Milly, way down near the border, sick, half delirious and half-dressed lying in a snowbank. They brought him in, and people thought he would die but he lived.
When Abe heard about this, he decided to check the people north of town from time to time. “If they’re sick, they’re not going to be able to come into town or even feed their livestock,” he said.
Every morning, he’d call the Littles or the Leckies or the Wrights or the Roys. If no one answered the phone, he’d go check on them. When Abe found one of them sick, I’d make soup and sandwiches for him to take to them and he’d look after their livestock or ask a nearby neighbour who was still well enough to do so. Turned out, lots of people in the country were doing the same thing long as they were able to. That’s just what neighbours did.

To be continued . . .

#COVID-19 #NovelCoronavirus #SelfIsolation #Quarantine #GoodNeighbours #Pandemic #SocialDistancing #MargaretGHanna



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