So Yenny and I were talking today. It happens every now and then.
And our new favorite topic is swine flu. I know everyone is talking about it…but honestly we DESERVE to talk about it. We were the first people we knew to giddily buy a 10 pack of face masks from an industrial supplier and post images of ourselves masked at our desks as our gmail icons. We eagerly awaited WHO press conferences about the pandemic. And bet on infection percentages by stage and proximity to the Mexico border and major airport hubs.
We love a good emergency.
But then it kinda fell out of Vogue. Pandemic got trumped by news stories like the white chick that was held captive in a tent city in California. (side note – don’t you think that it was strange that she was never hit by a forest fire or a mud slide or an earthquake evacuation? I guess there’s room for everyone out there in California.]
And then it tried to come back – the pandemic, I mean – but it was so “Britney Spears Circus Album” wasn’t it? Stop trying to be real and understand that we only give you A-List attention when you are out of control and freakish.
Fast forward to this afternoon – we’re talking about it again. But a lot of the sex appeal is gone. And there a chill to the story now. People we know are getting it.
I harbored three exposed persons from the virus here in my home this very weekend. Sure I Clorox wiped all the furniture after I understood the contamination possibilities…and then I Clorox wiped the dogs…cause there was still some moisture left on the wipes…and you hate to be wasteful. I’m not sure if I cleaned anything - or if I just effectively laid the virus lice onto my animals. But everything smelled better.
So so far I know of 5 people in my outer circle that have been confirmed cases. And after looking at my drippy-coughy-feverish ex-husband tonight at the door as I was picking up my son…well it looks like I am on the verge of becoming paranoid.
I wonder how many people are hiding instances? This could be an interesting fall.