I'm sitting in bed waiting for this last recipe to drop from a balloon in Animal Crossing & I'm thinking.

I've been sick the past couple of days with what I assume (and hopefully is) the bi-/tri-yearly changing of the seasons infection I always get. This year obviously is 1/

Very different. I know that most, of not every hospital around me is full in the ICU & is taking people out of the state, if there is even room there. My rural town's hospital is nowhere equipped to handle this. The workers there are amazing. My husband is best friends with 2/

One of the nurses since high school. They are exhausted & being obviously treated by shit by half our town & heroes by the other half. I cannot imagine anything more jarring than that other than that; other than losing patients daily to a disease that they don't believe in. 3/

I'm not worried for my health, but my mother-in-law's health. We live in a multi-generational home & she is in her 70s. No one in our family goes out. We all order groceries online & cook for every meal. It's been like this since March for me & her. A little later for my 4/

Husband after his work went from 'essential' to being laid off.

With all of these variables & circumstances, daily I wake up, see what is going on via @jimbuctwit & calculate in my head the risks of the day. It's something that I started doing around April to calm my anxiety 5/