These are odd times. But sometimes
crises have their lighter side. My daughter is a part-time ER nurse. She is on
maternity leave after bringing our fourth grandchild into this topsy-turvy
world, but she texted the family a picture of a March Madness–type bracket. Here’s her
description of it: “My ER coworkers created a ‘Coronageddon Last Nurse Standing’
bracket. If this isn’t indicative of ER nurses’ warped sense of humor, I’m not
sure what is. Guess who’s seeded #1? Yours truly! I feel half guilty, half
relieved that my maternity leave coincided with this awful pandemic.” Her
brother noticed that she got a first-round bye in the bracket. I guess that’s
due to the maternity leave. She’s hoping to have several byes in this particular
tournament.
Then tonight, while watching a
news story suggesting that this virus could be around for a year to eighteen
months before there’s a viable vaccine, it occurred to me that by then we could
be living in a coronapocalypse world that would have strange parallels to all
those awful zombie apocalypse movies. Those who have contracted the virus would
be walking around free looking for something to eat, while those who haven’t would be hiding out, avoiding everyone,
just trying to survive.
Finally, a coworker sent around an
email with a bunch of funny coronavirus memes. Here’s what I thought was the
funniest.
Live long and prosper. And wash your
hands.
