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What are grandparents going to do?

What are grandparents going to do?

To stay sane in this crazy world of ours, we somehow have to find a way to deal with the hand we have been dealt; and it’s not a pretty hand. Those of us who are on the downslope of life, i.e., we have lived more years than we have remaining, tend to value the time we have left more than we did when we were, say, in our 20s or 30s. In our teens, we thought we could live forever. Ah, those long ago days, how I miss them. Now, those of us who are living out our twilight years, hoping that medical science will somehow find a way to extend average life expectancy to 130, having to put up with this new SARS coronavirus $#@* and its impact on the world, courtesy of the close-mouthed commies who run China and still won’t allow world scientists access to the area where the virus first surfaced, must accept the risk of catching it. Odds say that those of us who catch it will not die, but just dealing with moderate cases of COVID-19, much less the severe ones that may lead to being placed on a ventilator, is no fun, based on the many stories published so far about the survivors. Latest story I saw, quoted a 14-year-old male teen who had been hospitalized with a severe inflammatory syndrome, who said that the disease made him feel as if “fire” was running through his veins. Thankfully, he recovered. Sound fun? I don’t think so either; and he was only 14, in prime shape by the pictures I saw of him. Think of how that might feel if you’re in your 50s, 60s, or 70s. The biggest dilemma I’m facing right now has to do with our grandkids. We haven’t seen them since March, and I’m really not sure I want to risk it now, because as I sit here today (Tuesday), I have no idea if I’m infected or not. Nor do you. None of us do unless we have already been diagnosed positive. If so, you have my sympathies. Obviously, there are many other grandparents who feel like I do; my wife, Jan, among them. I remember the pre-virus days, early March, and how I treated every day life as a given. The simple things we used to do – visit the grandkids, play with them, bring them toys, play tea party, listen ...

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