When I started writing this Covid19 diary just over a week
ago, we had just been told that schools would be closing at the end of the
week, panic buying was still a relatively new phenomena, the over-70s and the
vulnerable were still walking the streets and there had been 3,300 confirmed
cases in the UK and 144 deaths.
We were all grappling to come to terms with being in the
grips of a global pandemic and I was reminding myself as much as anyone else
that it was just the beginning.
A week on and we’re reeling from the impact of the virus and
the change it has brought to everything.
Schools are closed.
Panic buying has been replaced by strict controls on our shopping –
one-in, one-out at the supermarket and limits on what we can buy. No-one is walking the streets; we’re staying
at home and the Police keep an eye on our movements. We’ve quickly become used to staying two
metres apart from anyone we meet. The
friends and family we saw so regularly and hugged so freely are now just voices
on the phone and faces on a screen and we don’t know when we’ll see each other
properly again. Pubs, restaurants, cafes
and shopping centres are all shut. Sport
is off. Many of us are working from home
and accepting the limits on what we can achieve. Many others find themselves suddenly with no
work and no money. Planes are grounded
and the skies are empty. Billions upon
billions of pounds have been borrowed to keep us all afloat; after all those
years of austerity, the national debt has abruptly rocketed. The NHS is frantically readying itself for a
‘tsunami’ of cases. We’ve been on
lockdown for three days, with eighteen still to go – probably more. The Prime Minister, the Prince of Wales, the
Health Secretary and the Chief Medical Officer have all tested positive.
As of today, there have been 14,500 confirmed
cases in the UK and 759 deaths.
Worldwide, there have been nearly 600,000 cases and 27,247 deaths.
The picture is bleak but there’s cause for hope too. Rainbows have appeared in windows across the
country for children to spot. We’ve
found a deep new regard for our public services, especially the NHS. We’ve remembered who the vulnerable are in
our communities and shown how much we care.
An army of volunteers has mobilised.
Everywhere, people are supporting each other in wonderful acts of
kindness. Social media is alive with
positivity and optimism.
We are still reeling.
We’re in shock and adapting to a new reality for which we weren’t
prepared. We’re fearful and uncertain of
what the future holds, but we’re staying positive. We don’t know how long it will all last.
There’s one thing I’m sure of though: this is still just the
beginning.
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