It’s been 2 years since COVID-19 was declared a pandemic. We’ve been through multiple lockdowns. Fear and uncertainty has become an unfortunate norm, especially for those of us who are of the vulnerable population, or with loved ones who are. I was pregnant in 2020 and gave birth mid-2021 so I was constantly worrying about getting sick, and then worrying about my newborn getting sick. After 2 years of making sure we took the best precautions, and with the disease getting closer and closer to us, I started feeling like I was playing dodgeball with COVID-19. I also started feeling like it was only a matter of time before we did get it.
And then it happened.
“Please don’t touch my baby!” I said loudly.
The woman threw me a dirty look as if I was the one who had committed a grievous offence, not her. Maybe she thought I was being racist? I made a face. “There’s a pandemic going on, hello?!”
Her face changed. She dropped her hand and walked off without a word.