My bro had a kitchen accident last week and severed a tendon in his hand. There’s a limited amount of time for surgery to fix it. He just had to take a covid test for surgery tomorrow and if it was +, no surgery, and he’d be permanently disabled. Test was neg, but DAMN.
In December 2022, medical professionals are willing to permanently disable a healthy young man because a potentially faulty test might make them scared he’ll give them sniffles through asymptomatic spread.
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Today was rough. Our miscarriage a couple weeks ago hit me really hard today, for a few different reasons. I think I spent more time crying today than I have in years, and I’ve been through some stuff. You know what made it infinitely worse? This stupid, pointless lockdown.
can’t call my therapist and make an appt (zoom just doesn’t work for me). I can’t book a massage or go out to a wine bar with a friend. I can’t even go in public without gagging over a mask that literally makes me physically ill to wear.
My kids are all having a hard time with this. My senior daughter is missing every milestone of this capstone year.