Here is what my sister posted to Faceb**k:
So why the hostility towards the end of the post? We have close relatives who are idiots who voted for Trump, who have been boo-hooing about how all this is a hoax and how sheltering in place and wearing masks etc is against their constitutional rights.
The wildest thing here is, the idea that up until recently, mom rarely even left her room; and she hadn't left the nursing home in almost three years. She didn't have to leave her room to get corona virus, somehow it traveled from China to Europe and somehow ended up on the filthy hands of the people "taking care of her." In fact, she knew the virus would find her.
Despite the estimation of three days, and despite taking in no water or sustenance, somehow she hung on for EIGHT DAYS.
She died alone and afraid, and before the morphine and ativan cocktail silenced her to sleep, she was screaming for my dad. She might have abused me, but I survived it, and might, quite possibly be thriving in spite of it--but had the pandemic not been part of our new reality, I like to think I would have wanted to be there holding her hand, as they gave her the morphine. But sadly all of those shoulda, woulda, coulda beens are all a moot point.
The wildest thing here is, the idea that up until recently, mom rarely even left her room; and she hadn't left the nursing home in almost three years. She didn't have to leave her room to get corona virus, somehow it traveled from China to Europe and somehow ended up on the filthy hands of the people "taking care of her." In fact, she knew the virus would find her.
Despite the estimation of three days, and despite taking in no water or sustenance, somehow she hung on for EIGHT DAYS.
She died alone and afraid, and before the morphine and ativan cocktail silenced her to sleep, she was screaming for my dad. She might have abused me, but I survived it, and might, quite possibly be thriving in spite of it--but had the pandemic not been part of our new reality, I like to think I would have wanted to be there holding her hand, as they gave her the morphine. But sadly all of those shoulda, woulda, coulda beens are all a moot point.
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