I'm not sure what I'm thankful for today.
It was a long day. I got home from work a couple of hours before the sun will begin to shine.
There was another death.
Now, my personal death toll for 2020 is 18.
She was a former patient who died on my birthday from an addiction. I just learned of her passing today.
If this keeps up, I'm going to develop a delusion that it is dangerous to know me.
Sigh -
Only one of those deaths was related to Covid.
One was due to suicide based on accidently killing someone in a hit and run.
One was due to someone deciding not to pursue cancer treatment.
The other 15 deaths were due to the inability to access medical and/or psychiatric care due to the Covid19 hysteria.
This is disgusting.
I'm off to try to sleep. I only have two days off before the New Year. I haven't even started Christmas shopping and have a meeting in about five hours.
Please - if you can - take time to rest and care for you.
This time of year is brutal.
Love ya,
S.