Sometimes. Because like most people, I usually like being right.
Since the beginning of the pandemic, I’ve tried to mention it as little as I could, since we’re literally all in the same boat. Each and everyone of us has had to live with it for 21 months now.
Some had it better, some had it worse, but we’ve all had to deal with health measures we wouldn’t have imagined possible. So why would I whine about it online?
You might recognize the above brick wall. I used it in a post exactly two weeks ago. I was saying how daily covid cases were starting to skyrocket. Back then, we had about 1,500 new cases per day. And based on the evolution of the pandemic in Denmark, I was expecting that we’d reach 5,000 cases by the beginning of January.
Our previous peak was around 2,800 (in April, if I’m not mistaken).
Yesterday, our government announced around 4,500 cases. Today, 5,043 more. And we’ve already been warned that tomorrow’s number will be above 6,000.
And that’s about two weeks earlier than what I had anticipated.
You’d think that people would be reasonable, and see for themselves that the best thing to do would be to stay away from people outside their bubble, right? Duck, lay low while the storm passes by, right?
But when the government announced that all entertainment businesses would have to close last Monday for an undetermined period, number of large and popular bars hosted HUGE ”last dance” parties. No mask, no social distancing… Just masses of drunk people partying as if covid-19 was taking a weekend break.
Because some people completely lack common sense. And only care about their stupid little selves.
And now the whining has started… Boohoohoo, dang government! I need to go to the gym!! Boohoohoo, I had planned to go to the movie theater during the holidays!! Boohoohoo, how dare you deprive me of my precious precious freedom??
People quote questionable ”specialists” who claim that the omicron variant is significantly less dangerous than the delta. But even if they are right (and I do hope they are), the multiplication of cases will still mean that our hospitals will get flooded with covid patients. And since the patients will most likely be much younger than during the previous waves, they will probably stay longer at the hospital because most of them won’t die.
In all honesty, I am not afraid of the disease itself. Chéri and I still have close to no contact at all with other people. So the odds of either of us catching it, are very slim.
What scares me, is to know that my parents, and my bestfriend still work with the public… And with every day that passes, the chances that they could get exposed are getting greater and greater.
What scares me, is to know that because of the number of people getting sick, the government is no longer testing people who are asymptomatic. And we know that fully vaccinated people often don’t show symptoms even if they are contagious.
What scares me, is to know that day after day, thousands of people are asked to isolate themselves, for at least two weeks. Meaning that all these men and women might not work as a nurse, a grocery store clerk or a delivery man for a while. And with the shortage of workers that we already experienced before this wave, that would have a huge impact on all aspects of our lives.
Tomorrow, our Prime Minister will announce new restrictions. Chéri and I have made our bets, and we think that they will let us celebrate Christmas (parties of 10 people maximum) since that’s just three days away, but that after, we’ll go into lockdown again, and probably have a curfew starting Sunday.
And knowing that today, my dear Denmark hit over 13,000 cases… What scares me, is to think that by mid January, we might get there too.
I really hope to be wrong. This time.