Monday 6 April 2020

Drowning in ‘what if’s’

I can very easily drive myself crazy with ‘WHAT IF’S’.
My endlessly whirring and annoying mind. 
I am forever looking for ways to try and quieten them (...alcohol... sleep?) or shun them (... it is not going to happen head in sand approach, or the fact finding research, choosing only to read the studies which look to disapprove my worries). 
But never more than now are the what if’s trying to escape, run riot, shouting and screaming at me (the little shits). 
And I’m not only worried about Isaac (and others) contracting the virus.

Reading about the exit strategy for Corona Virus lockdown, it seems very likely to be a staged approach, with different categories of potential release based on; a) if you have COVID-19 antibodies b) age group c) geographical location and d) your status in terms of vulnerability. 

Makes sense, it’s never going to go from all to nothing without a sure fire second peak (anything like herd immunity will still be a way off). So, maybe the young, and those in rural areas getting first release? Or schools only (a model I saw today supposes that the school closures only reduce mortality rates by 2-4%)? And those who have already had the bug getting back to work sooner (this assumes immunity lasts sometime, which we don’t yet know)? But in all of the scenarios I read about, one thing remains the same; those on the extremely vulnerable list will be in lockdown for longer - and reports vary on this from being weeks, months, possibly a year... even, until the vaccine is available (likely, autumn 21)?

So, could we be asking Isaac to stay home, shielded for up to 18 months? 

What might the psychological impact of that be, on a fifteen year old? The impact to his physical and mental health? His education? His social skills? His relationships? His sports? His whole life? I can’t even begin the fathom this, and to be honest, I just don’t want to. I know this is worst case scenario, but that seems kind of fitting for 2020 so far. 

Sorry, feeling a bit... depleted. We are all well, and have everything we physically need. Isaac started another round of anti-fungal treatment for the aspergillus growing in his lungs, his fantastic CF team are ensuring we have a supply of all we need. We have community nurses coming over this week for his monthly port flush as normal. We have fish in our new pond, and have been enjoying the sunshine, camping in the garden with the kids. Lots to be grateful for too x