Scared Now

 Last night I watched Channel 4 news (discreetly on my phone, so the kids couldn't see). An ICU specialist calmly and professionally described a 'tsunami' of critical cases about to hit UK hospitals and said help was needed on 'an industrial scale.'

He said London could run out of intensive care hospital beds by the weekend. Anxiety rattled through me, in a way it hasn't done for years. 

Every day on twitter, I tweet the UK government to add to the pressure to do MORE on testing. It's a national scandal that frontline NHS staff are still not getting enough protective equipment. The UK knew about this threat since January.

I'm not a scientist, but even I could see that Wuhan and Italy could come here. 

As some of you know, our girl, Tess has had an asthma-related, persistent cough since January. In February, she tested negative for COVID-19 (in the very early days, when you could still get a test!) She was off school for about 4 weeks out of 6. 

We've followed GP's advice and upped her asthma meds. She  improved, then relapsed several times. We have been mostly in isolation for, what, 10 days? Now every time her cough worsens into coughing fits, (as it did last night), my stomach is in knots.

I don't want to have to take her anywhere near a hospital right now. The infection risk is too high. She slept okay, eventually, but I hear her cough and cough, as I type this. Sigh. 

This is nerve-jangling and no fun whatsoever.  But you know that too.