Since We're All Talking About It...

 

I know its 2026, but it's feeling like 2020 a bit again with all this brouhaha over Dr. Fauci.  Useless and time wasting brouhaha, in my opinion.  

Do you remember 2020?  March 2020 when it all began.  It seems like a long time ago, but it really wasn't. Remember the chaos and the confusion? We were only going to be out of school/work and over all this is for a couple weeks. Perhaps we all knew on some level but that wasn't going to happen? Two weeks to eradicate this deadly virus that had taken over the entire world? That was going to take a lot of planning, a lot of work, and a serious medical solution. 

Do you remember how terrified most of us were? How people were dying faster than medical professionals could keep up with him? The portable freezers which they kept the bodies? People going into the hospital and not coming out? Medical professionals covered head to toe and protective gear doing their best to save lives? The hopelessness they must have felt when patient after patient died. (And we felt too.) The fear that essential workers must have had, not knowing if they were keeping themselves and their families safe. 

We were all doing our best. We recognize that. We applauded the medical professionals who were working non-stop to try and keep this thing under control.  Trying to keep the world safe. We made noise 7:00 at night. Some of us sang. We wanted to show those with a medical professionals working under horrific circumstance and doing their best to keep us and our loved ones alive and safe how much we appreciated it.  It was a rough time, but think how much worse it would have been if there were people working around the clock to try and find a solution, as well as those who worked within the confines of what we had to prevent you have another illness and or death.

Remember when shopping for staples was a scary event? The shelves at supermarket were fairly empty. How we made do with what we had because that's all we could do?    I remember shopping for other people who were too afraid or unable to go out. Shopping for some older folks. Shopping for neighbors. Doing it all on my own because my husband had medical conditions put him more at risk. I didn't want to put him at risk I didn't want him getting sick. I didn't want anyone getting sick. I did what I could for those I loved and even for those I didn't know. That's what we needed to do. We needed to support each other through this terrible time. 

Remember how we couldn't wait for this thing to go away, but we knew that it was going to take time and it was scary. It was terrifying. 

Remote work. Remote School. We figured it out as best we could as quickly as we could.  We did our best. We supported one another.  Again I say, we supported it each other. Even when we were not physically there for each other, we connected in ways that we never had before. We didn't want to be alone. We didn't want to die from this thing. This thing that wasn't going to go away without the work and brain power of people who years (decades?) of education and training in disease control. 

Do you remember how amazing it was one Pfizer and Moderna came up with a vaccine? And J&J came up with something as well? Who was going to be the first to get this vaccine?  Who was going to be the lucky one?

 I remember watching on television a medical profession who got the first one in our area. With her tears in her eyes? You were tears in my eyes.  Amazingly science had found something to keep this dreaded disease from killing the thousands upon thousands. 

It was a miracle that a safe vaccine was created in such a short time.  It was a short time, but felt like ages as we waited and prayed. We were so grateful to all those who works hard to make it happen. Why aren't we still grateful? Why have we allowed misinformation to continue to spread? Why don't we remember?

Those of us who got the vaccine were so grateful. I remember my husband getting his first shot and sitting in the car waiting for him. He was so relieved. We were so happy. I had to wait. When I did finally get my vaccine, it was the J &J.  I was scared due to all my crazy allergies. I sat in the hospital being observed after my vaccination. And I was fine. I drove us home knowing that we were one step closer to being safe. I remember my son giving his vaccination. Sitting in the car at the doctor's office waiting the requisite 15 minutes. I remember taking my mother get her vaccination down the shore. I remember. Do you remember? Do you remember the amount of relief you felt? 

Years have passed. Covid still exists. People still die from Covid. Thankfully, the numbers are not what they once were. Medical professionals are no longer held up as heroes, something which I don't understand. Those who work with sick, the scared, the dying, always have my gratitude. It is not an easy role. Why have we stopped showing these people appreciation? Why have some of us stop trusting those who have the education and the experience to help us? And how many have regretted on your deathbeds that they didn't follow their advice? 

Why all these years later are we going after a person who did his best to keep us all safe? The man who upheld the oath do no harm. Who had seen all sorts of horrible outbreaks and used his knowledge to best keep us as safe as he could. Why now? Why now when there is so much else going on in this world that is frightening and threatening? (I could make a list but it would be way too long?) Why have we stopped funding to science? 

If it weren't for the preparation that we had back in 2020, this world today would not look like it does. Certainly more would be dead. 

No human being is perfect. But, I do believe, and I hope you do this too, that those who study, research, and educate themselves in the fields of science and medicine are the ones we should get our information from. Not from some random person on social media. (And that includes me.) Our lives and our health should be taken seriously and as such we NEED take our medical advice from those who are medically trained.

We need to go back to the time when we were smarter. We need to remember and heed the advice of medical professionals who have years and years of training. We need to trust those who have the proper backgrounds and education. I take my advice from medical professionals, doctors and nurses who I know who have been accredited. I do not take advice on how to fix my car or renovate my house from a medical professional. When my car is broken I take it to an auto mechanic. That is the person who knows about how to fix cars. I do not ask my auto mechanic what I should do about the rash on my arm. I don't have the person who fixes my car cut my hair. I don't have the person who cuts my hair tend to my garden. It's just common sense. (And yes I realize common sense as long gone the way of the dodo.) Why would you rather trust some unproven "expert" social media then actually take the time to do the research ourselves and to find the appropriate person to help us? 

So while some are persecuting an 80 plus year old man who has decades of experience in infectious diseases and medical training, let us ask ourselves who and why are these people questioning him? Again, by no means anyone including the doctor or the people questioning, are perfect. But we have to make rational decisions and observations. We need to make common sense a thing again. We need to think and research for ourselves. We need to trust those who are trained in whatever profession it may be and not just some talking head. 

If you are sick don't come to me for healing. I am not a medical professional. If you need advice on your finances, don't come to me. I am not a financial expert. If your car breaks down, don't come to me because I can fix I am not a mechanic. There is a reason why people are trained their respective fields. Those are the people you go to for your respective problems not just people verballing vomiting. Anybody can say anything they want. That doesn't make the truth and it doesn't make it helpful. 

Remember Covid. Remember the experiences.  Remember the lessons we learned. Remember what we had to do. Remember!  Remember I'll use common sense. Because if we don't...