Two days ago, I had one friend who thought she might have it.
Yesterday, in my physically distant but highly social existence, I encountered one person with “symptoms,” and another two with family members who had been diagnosed.
Today, I learned, a childhood friend – otherwise healthy, my age – is in critical condition, on a ventilator.
This shit is scary. Please.
Stay home. Don’t have people over.
Take this shit seriously.
It’s life and death.