I’m not quite sure where to start. My anxiety is strong right now for lots of reasons, Coronavirus included. I am relieved that we did not enter phase 4 of the reopening today as planned. The increase in the number of cases being reported daily is worrying. Not huge numbers, but when it crept back into double figures reaching a high of 34 on Friday (17/07/2020), it was a shock. We’ve worked so hard to get the number of infections down to work towards being Covid free, lets not go backwards when we’re so close.
I know that we are all sick of Covid-19 and wish it would go away. The reality is that it will be with us for some time to come. I’m scared that complacency is creeping in. Not everyone is observing physical distancing. Hand sanitising stations are being ignored. I’m glad that it is now mandatory to wear a mask inside where physical distancing is difficult. I know not everyone feels the same but I’d far rather wear a mask than be on a ventilator.
Tourists have started to return to Ireland. I know tourism is important to the Irish economy and the economy has to get going again after lockdown. What worries me is reports of people arriving from Cornavirus hotspots and the frightening lack of clarity in relation to self-isolating for 14 days upon arrival. The idea of asymptomatic tourists unwittingly spreading the virus really incensed me, especially as we are still being advised all but essential travel. Thankfully, the government have now stated that it is necessary to quarantine for 14 days upon arrival here in Ireland.
I am really scared of a second wave arriving as we approach autumn and winter. Some countries are having to impose local lockdowns. I am really worried that I won’t be able to get home to Scotland. I miss my parents. I haven’t seen them since Christmas 2019. I’ve spent every Christmas at home with my family…I don’t want this year to be any different.
Travelling in itself will be different enough. That is also something that makes me anxious. The idea of sitting on a plane surrounded at close quarters by other people for any length of time makes my stomach churn. The alternative is sitting on a ferry potentially in bad weather for 2 hours. At the moment, the ferry is more appealing as it’s easier to physically distance.
I know that it is probably pointless worrying about Christmas in July but that’s anxiety for you. We are living in such uncertain times. I am now realising how much I took for granted booking a flight or ferry. Sitting next to a total stranger and striking up a conversation. Being shoulder to shoulder at the bar queuing to order drinks. Things that induce the fear in me in these days of Coronavirus.
Meantime, I’ll continue to wash my hands. Wear my mask when I’m out. Maintain 2 metres physical distancing as best as I can and avoid places/ situations that I feel are risky. I have hand sanitiser, disposible masks and anti-bacterial wipes in my car to cover all eventualities. Here’s hoping I stay well.
