I’m a septuagenarian who has survived riding a bicycle with no helmet, drinking out of a garden hose, playing in the mud, and suffering from the chicken pox, measles, and the mumps. However, this week I morphed into Chicken Little.
I had scheduled a trip to North Carolina to see my youngest and her husband. Unfortunately, I had chosen the cattle-car airline, AKA Southwest. Suddenly, I was deluged with corona virus information. Hundreds of speculative articles blasted the internet news, newspapers, magazines, and radio and television. My anxiety level rose; I couldn’t sleep for several nights. Tuesday night my mind went into overdrive. What would happen if?
On Wednesday, I read a Time magazine article which quoted the chair of Global Health at NYU, Dr. Adamson. The elderly are more susceptible to contracting COVID 19. (Am I elderly? Some days.) Ask to have your airline seat moved if one of your seat mates is coughing. (Really? Where do I move in a full cattle car?) If you are diagnosed with corona virus, you will be quarantined for 14 days, if not hospitalized. (OMG! Who will take care of my dogs? What if I die? Will my four-legged friends be adopted or sentenced to death?)
Adamson made my decision clear: If you don’t have to fly, don’t. I cancelled my flight. Chicken Little made a decision, and she slept soundly.
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Sue, I traveled twice these past 4 months and was sick upon both returns. I flew American and SW. so no difference.
The Dec. flight illness I kept relapsing throughout January.
After the second flight illness, no more flights for a while. Don’t have to hot me over the head to not fly for a while.