Do any of you remember the date when you personally became aware of this virus, at first vaguely in the news, and not yet in your area?
In So. California, I know I was already aware of the virus but as only a distant threat.
On Jan. 23--I saw a disgusting video of a woman eating Bat Soup and mentioned it in an email.
On Feb. 9-- around the Chinese New Year celebration here, I got on an elevator after a bunch of Chinese people got off on their way to the celebration, and it crossed my mind. I was hearing things and beginning to worry.
By Feb. 14th-- I was starting to feel cautious. I went to a gathering and it crossed my mind again.
By Feb 22nd-- I wondered if it was safe to babysit my granddaughter.
By March 3rd-- I finally was convinced I should be careful, but I never imagined this full-blown Pandemic. Still seems unreal.
When did you become aware of something happening elsewhere and then in your backyard?
That's an interesting question,
@Curious Me, and does justice to your screen name.
For some reason, every time I think of first becoming aware of Coronavirus, I think of Kobe Bryant. I had to go back to my calendar now to see why.
I had lunch with a friend on Jan. 26, and when I got home I got a call about Kobe's death. The media coverage was endless, so that stayed in my mind. But that day was Lunar New Year, I think.
Every week for years I have gone to my favorite salon for hair and nails. It's owned and run by immigrants from China. I think JFK airport had already started screening for people coming here from China, so something was starting to bubble up in the back of my mind. I went to my salon as usual, wished everyone a Happy New Year, and I think I asked if anyone had relatives flying in. But it was only a very vague concern.
By February concern in NYC was growing, but looking at my calendar I was still attending all the retiree and social activities that I normally do. Art class, yoga class, dinner out. I still saw the guy I've been seeing on Valentine's Day. Still carried on with my usual agenda. People were starting to be wary of going to Chinese-owned businesses, so I made it a point to continue going to the salon. My heart broke for them, because business had fallen off dramatically. Even so, I think I just had my hair done, not my nails, because I already was squeamish about holding hands (with anyone, not just people from China).
I was hearing a lot of talk that since Wuhan was on lockdown, supplies of medications were going to get scarce, because they are manufactured there. I called my pulmonologist to get an early refill of my COPD meds. The receptionist said to her colleague, "oh this is going to be a big deal. This is the third call this morning of people wanting their prescriptions early." She sounded annoyed.
By the first week of March I still went out with friends, still saw family, still had my taxes done on March 5th and had lunch with my cousin on March 6th, which was a Friday. I also went to the supermarket and stocked up on food and toilet paper. I already had hand sanitizer and that was starting to be a big deal.
I must have heard some news that weekend, because I had a film studies class that was going to start on March 9th, but I called to cancel. Then
I think two days later, all of the classes and programs I attend shut down. I visited with friends on March 10th, and that's the last time I've been out of the house. I cancelled Atlantic City where I had reservations for March 25th and 26th, cancelled plans for Vegas in May.
We started talking to my parents about the very dramatic possibility that they may not be able to fly up for Passover. They did have to cancel, of course, as they are 86 and 87.
I know I'm leaving out some things, but of course everything here has been closed for awhile now. I'm grateful to be retired from teaching, but very concerned that my grandchildren aren't getting a proper education.