LOCKDOWN

Greetings!

I understand that it has been a long time since I've used this platform or any for that matter. over the last five years, it's been a struggle to write. Not for the lack of material of course but the level of people bisecting my life or worse. The issue of being followed and people starting to cause trouble. For now the demons have been slain and I get to back to my blogging and stories.

But there's a few things to catch up with over the last few years. So allow me to give you a bullet point list.

Past :Waterford activities director: 2017-2020
Present: Activities (name withheld)

Past: Healthy world
Present: Covid-19
          *This virus targets the very young, the very ill and the elderly.

I think that will sum everything for now.

March 13th, my last day at Waterford the president of the United States put in place a lockdown order for all independent assisted living, assisted living and nursing homes. Meaning no one comes in and no one comes in from the building unless you are absolutely necessary.

I'm lucky in the sense that I can at least do something for the people that I work with even if it's just a minor comfort. However, when you're working with people suffering from Dementia or ALZ or end of life cares; the world becomes even more confusing. How do you tell someone that there's a virus outside that could kill them and that's why their family and friends had to stop visiting. I know that this right now is the reality we have to live in.

I'm thankful for everyone stranger who sends cards, flowers or even videos. It helps and the loneliness disappears for a while. Every nurse, can and other personnel are doing everything possible to make our residents lives a little bit better but its so hard. Social distancing appears to have the heaviest impact on residents because they can't even have the chance to give a hug or try to provide comfort. It breaks my heart but at least I can do something.

For those of you who are wondering what is it like on the streets of Iowa it boarder lining the preapocalyptic. It's April and celebrations of spring has been abadoned. Iowa State University has become a ghost town with looming building with almost no people walking the streets.

The bars, coffee shops, stylists hookah bars now looked like shanty housed. The few place that are open are grocery (including on stop shops) stores and gas stations. Places that relied on foot traffic and tourism are now unemployeed. The essential workers are feeling
The pressure. People are angry and taking it out on each other. Almost becoming animalistic in their social behaviors. I feel like Quarantine driven everyone a little crazy. Good thing I start the crazy points much higher. But what I worry about most, is the psycho social and emotional health of the residence I attend.