Fucking covid

And yes I did swear! Fuck, fuck,fuck,fuck,fuck!!!! Thankfully I do not have covid however, the consequence of this pandemic leaves me wanting to scream obscenities across the land.

Today my best friend, my soul sister, my mentor, awoke for an ordinary day. At 12.20 she was sat in the opticians chair completing her routine eye test. Three hours later she texted me to inform me she had been admitted to AAU.

The optician noted she had occular pressure behind her eye in addition to swelling externally. There she sat texting me, alone in a side room, fearful of what was unfolding. Blood work and CT with contrast appeared to be the order of the day.

I rang, thank god for facetime, trying to maintain our upbeat banter over the air. There she sat, attempting to be the brave badass bitch she always has been. I saw beyond the facade

“Tell me how you really feel?”

I saw the tears begin to surface, her complexion pale.

“Don’t let them put Lillys on my coffin”

I will never forget those words, how fragile she presented. I wanted to get in my car and drive to be with her, to be her support. The notion that access would ever be denied to someone as they were facing their worst fears, makes my blood boil.

Her husband was permitted to drop off her overnight stay bag however ‘drop off’ meant just that. She needs him there by her side…. They are both double vaccinated and both produced negative tests today so why on earth was access denied?

It is 02.42am GMT and I cannot sleep. My brain is conjuring ways I could sneak past the system in order to be at her side. Technology is all well and good for communication however, nothing can replace the good old traditional methods of a hand hold. Since when did it become humane to deliver life changing news in a room of strangers? Oh yes I forgot….. Since covid… Well fuck you covid, my friend needs me now

Published by Hitting 50

I am mother of 3, 28yrs, 26yrs and 21yrs and wife to my lovely hubby. I am a qualified nurse, nurse lecturer, have a degree in English and History, practice alternative therapies and in final year of a Masters. I am a spiritual person, have a quirky humour, shy to those who i don't know but a chatter box to those i do. LOve writing, crafts, my family, my dogs, parrot and cat :) Can live on an emotional roller coaster

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