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Cookie Thursday 10/20/22- bloody bandages

Spooky Cookie month continues on Cookie Thursday is a Thing. Today’s make is bloody bandages.

These are operating room folks, and it is hard to gross them out.

No ick matter here!

Bloody Bandages

Sugar wafer cookies, the ones with the cream filling between thin crispy wafers.

white chocolate Candiquik. This is meltable chocolate that comes in a variety of flavors and colors and here in the United States it goes by that unfortunately spelled name, or some craft stores carry it for candy making. It melts fast in the microwave and smoothly.

toppings- for effect I used a combination of green sprinkles, and freeze-dried raspberries

I had to experiment a bit with technique. The first tray I laid the wafers out, melted the chocolate, tried to make a square of chocolate with a spoon, put the toppings on

This works but it gets messy as the chocolate begins to dry.

The second tray I had the wafer cookies in a stack, picked them up, spread the chocolate using a knife, added toppings. This worked much better and I was able to get a more uniform square of chocolate

What makes these bloody bandages is the rectangular shape of the wafer cookies, and the hopefully white square of chocolate. And the raspberry “blood”.

On some I added green sprinkles to simulate infection.

I think they are adorable, and they were very fast to make. I barely got through NPR morning edition podcast, which is about 15 minutes long. Seriously one of the fastest makes yet.

Bloody bandages ready for boxing

Cookie Thursday 1/7/26- Feta spinach scone-lets

Welcome to the first Cookie Thursday is a Thing of 2026. The theme is “Why is there so much cheese?”. This is a repeat theme from 2023.

That’s all right. This is a repeat make.

When Pinterest parted ways with me in December I lost all my recipes. All of them. When I last checked I had over 3,000 cookie recipes. Some I had tried, some I wanted to try, themes I wanted to explore. All neatly categorized on a board.

Of course my appeal for reinstatement was denied.

But I know something they don’t. Y’all know something they don’t. My attention to detail is impeccable and my recall is above expectations. And my note taking and note retention is also none too shabby.

I will begin anew, aided by my notes and my memory and my newly developed research skills. See, the PhD program was good for something even as I struggle.

And Pinterest is just a place to dump and organize the data. Which I do. Well, did.

As the bible says in Ecclesiastes 1:9, What has been will be again.

Or as the US government said of in 1974 Steve Austin in the 10Six Million Dollar Man, “Gentleman, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We can make him better than he was. Better, stronger, faster.” However, that might not be the best analogy in this technocrat moment.

The point is I can find recipes and my recall of past recipes is immense.

Enter this month’s first make, The feta spinach scone-let.

I actually have this one written down on a gown card.

This is an easy, quick make. Which is good because my ovens are limping their way to tomorrow’s finish line of new stove installation. Good, because it’s been chilling in my garage for 2 weeks.

I find using the bottom oven to be inefficient. It’s too big and takes too long to come up to temperature.

But these sconelets were amazing!

Bit of green, bit of cheese via scone delivery. There is a reason it ranks among the top 10 of CTIAT.

Call Secrets of the OR- Call shift is great until you can’t find a supply at 0200

Job is still cool.

There are still a lot of positives. This is a post about the second negative- when day shift makes a massive floor move, ignoring why the rooms are set up nearly identically, and gets rid of half the shit that isn’t used every day but when you need it you need it.

Yes, the rooms are set up nearly identically. I am referring to the supplies in the supply cabinet.

But, but, we never do general surgery in room 1, it is an ORTHO room.

Wrong.

You have never done a general surgery case in room 1.

Lots of us have.

In the before times, long before you were a nurse/tech/surgeon at this hospital, room 1 housed the robot. And even then the cabinet was identical to room 2, room 3, and room 4.

This is the before times when the hospital only had 4 operating rooms. You wouldn’t’ve recognized it.

The cabinets were all set up to be identical.

And that was so that any case could be done in any room by anyone.

This is to decrease the amount of out of room time a nurse might spend during a case. Any case but especially a call case or an evening case when we don’t have the wherewithal to scream out the door for “somebody” to get us something.

By wherewithal I mean other people.

In the daytime there are lots of people rushing about cleaning rooms, turning over instruments, opening rooms, giving breaks, giving lunches, helping out.

Yeah, no such luck at night or even during the evenings.

I count that as a positive for evenings or nights. It makes you think on your feet and prepare your room better for the case at hand.

When I train people for the evening charge role, this is big selling point that I make. No managers, no charge nurse besides yourself, nobody is around.

When I train people for the call nurse role, this is a big selling point. No one is immediately around to help. There are people you can reach out to in a pinch and I’ve written about that before.

Day shift is just too… Too busy, too loud, too many people. All wanting to go home unless they want to ride out the clock.

Nights/evenings get it. It is mano a mano with the OR team. Except it isn’t a competition with the OR team, it is a competition with the reason the patient needs surgery in the middle of the night.

But I digress.

Day shift has all the time in the world to make changes to make the OR in the image of their last hospital.

Things get moved. A lot.

Things get deleted from stock. Things that are rarely used but are used all the same and is the only thing to work for scenario X. A lot.

The now 9 rooms are siloed into specialties.

But not every case is that specialty and not every case “fits” in that room. I do except the robot room. The robot room is highly specific to the specialty and the robot. I agree with this. But the rest causes me to run at night.

And don’t get me started on the dismantling of the identical suture carts that had been in every room. The suture on these carts are basic suture that every specialty might need. And an emergency sutures like 3-0 silk for a stitch to stop bleeding.

This entire post boils down to “If you move it/delete it/there has been a change in supply” tell the night shift call team. Because how else would they know except for when a surgeon asks for it in the middle of the night?

The operating room recently changed out some of the GI staplers. And didn’t tell us. Which led to me running around like a chicken. In an emergency.

I am not asking for much. A friendly “hey they got rid of X and replaced it with Y” would’ve sufficed. Instead of making the call team look like idiots at 0200.

Yes, yes, there are communication papers everywhere. In the elevator, at the desk, in the year binder. But did you write it down? So that the call team could read it and be prepared?

No?

That’s what I thought.

Pretty, pretty please stop making changes to the OR supplies and not cc-ing the call team with the information.

With sugar on top.

That would really help us give better care to the patients. They deserve a circulator that is present for the surgery, not off fetching and carrying because you couldn’t be bothered to inform us of changes.

TTYM.

Tuesday Top of Mind 1/6/26- The fifth anniversary of J62021

Groucho Marks has been credited with the line “Who are you going to believe? Me, or your lying eyes?” to his wife. Of course this was after she caught him in bed with another woman.

Evening shift on January 6, 2021 started like they all did.

It was the 1st pandemic winter. There was good news. The vaccines were flowing into peoples’ arms. Schools in North Carolina were still mostly remote.

We were all masked. Even in the operating room core and the hallways.

Children under 14 were still not permitted to visit family members in the hospital.

However things were looking up. Most of the hospital had had at least 1 covid vaccine with a lucky few having both shots. There was talk of the expansion of the vaccines to those who were most vulnerable. The operating rooms had opened and were operating at a full capacity.

This means we were busy, busy, busy. As the fall into winter rush showed no signs of abatement.

The first Cookie Thursday is a Thing was set to happen the next day on January 7th. I was very proud of that month’s theme. The theme was Boozy Cookies. To celebrate us and the crap year we had just gone through.

Just an ordinary Wednesday.

A new president of the United States had been elected on November 3, 2020.

With the attendant denials and bluster from the current to the time president.

Rumblings of refusal to leave were being heard and drum beats filled the media and news stories. The far right was gathering their forces (the people who stormed the capital) by filling their heads with more lies.

January 6, 2021 was supposed to be the vote to certify the election. The best thing that Vice President Pence ever did was to stand by the Constitution and refuse to bow the knee.

Instead it was chaos as the supporters of the current to the time president stormed the capital.

They were high on the idea, carefully fed to them, that the election outcome had been a mistake, that their man could never be voted out. That there was a election theft happening right under their noses.

And they marched and rushed the capital. At least 2000 of them

It was chaos.

Around the same time I clocked in for my shift rioters were breaking the windows of the Capital and helping themselves to the inside.

More chaos.

They were stopped.

In the aftermath there was a protestor dead. A United States Capitol Police officer died later that day after being attacked and sprayed. There were four suicides of other USCP officers within the next year.

It happened.

No matter what the current White House and the current President would have you believe it happened.

There was violence at the capital.

Five years later the same President is back in office through a series of unfortunate events. And pardoned the nearly 1600 people who had been convicted of crimes related to January 6, 2021 on his first day back at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

And still causing chaos.

The most recent scapegoat on the White House’s newest sham website are the police. The violent protestors who broke windows and assaulted officers and smeared shit on the walls of the capital were “peaceful protestors”.

This is not correct. This is a LIE and we all know it.

Well, most of us are aware of the white washing of history going on in our very own White House.

The horrible events of this horrible day happened.

No matter what they are trying to cram down your throat.

We remember and do not fall for their lies.

Up the rebels.


FFS Friday 1/2/26- Facade of USPS changes

First For Fuck’s Sake Friday of 2026!

This has been slightly delayed because the cat was sitting in front of the keyboard.

No idea why, just cat things I guess.

But the fuck’s sake must go on!

Have you seen this nonsense?

There has been a new USPS rule change that piggy backs onto a 2017 nonsense change where the USPS, supposedly a non-partisan body, closed half of its distribution centers. All the way back in 2017.

Under you know who.

These jokers think that the USPS needs to turn a profit. As if we the American people and our business are the commodity.

New year, same bullshit.

But the new bullshit is that there is a new rule that the mail that you mail on Tuesday may not be postmarked on the day you mail it, you know the day that they take possession of your property. Instead the postmark will be affixed as soon as the piece of mail gets to a regional professing hub.

You know the one that was impacted by the bs 2017 rule.

This has the potential to impact your tax return.

This has the potential to impact your prescriptions.

This has the potential to impact your ballot.

All extremely time sensitive pieces of your mail that impacts your life.

Especially those who live far away from one of the remaining post-office regional processing hubs.

Education is always the cure for all that ails society. This is vital information that needs to go out. But of course this was announced on Christmas Eve. It is as if they don’t want us to know.

Of course.

Fuck that. Tell your friends, tell your relatives who live in far off place. Tell them often and definitely tell them weeks before April 15 and weeks before the midterm elections.

I come to bury 25, not to praise it

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury 25, not to praise him.
The evil that years do lives after them;
The good is oft interred in their days;
So let it be with 25.

This is, of course, a knock off of Marc Antony’s speech from the Shakespeare play Julius Caesar.

Normally it starts ‘Friends, Romans, country men, lend me your ears. I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.’

This after the Roman Senators, led by Marcus Junius Brutus, assassinated Julius Caesar by stabbing him. Having so many assassins makes it difficult to know who dealt the killing blow.

This was after Caesar had proclaimed himself the dictator of the Roman Republic.

And that is where I am going to leave it.

Draw your own conclusions.

The terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year of 2025 has died.
(apologies to Judith Viorst)

It lived for what seemed like more than the 365 days it was allotted and dragged on and on and on. Each day was seemingly more horrible than the last.

I broke down much of 2025’s crimes against the world in yesterday’s post. Yes, I know that the crimes were done by actual real live people but the year bears some culpability.

Today I want to celebrate 2026 and tell you how I bid good riddance to 25.

I threw 25 a wake.

A wake, according to Wikipedia, is a part of death ritual in many cultures. The rite allows for last interaction with the dead (25), and allows for thoughts and feelings to be expressed to the body. 25 left no corporeal body and so this all had to be done in absentia. Or the absence of a body.

To be fair, I waited until the year was well and truly dead before I celebrated its ending. I didn’t want to leave it any loop holes, you see.

I made all the lucky foods I could think of. I had grapes, I had mandarin (round food). I made collard greens and black-eyed peas. I had Lucky Charms. Sushi of the vegetarian type also felt right to me so I bought some of that too.

I made 2025 a casket, stickered with gold numbers. I had a voodoo doll, I had a Dammit Doll, I had a sage candle. I had a stuffed crocheted dumpster fire. Dot decided that it was hers and batted it off the table.

I arranged several of these around the little stickered casket and took a picture (of course). Did I write that I cut out flames to further bedazzle the casket? That part was a lot of fun.

The little casket only came in a pack of two so I of course had to make a 2026 one. I collected many good luck symbols to herald 2026. I had a Lucky Cat charm. I had an academic success sachet as I am still working on my dissertation and finishing my PhD. Too bad, the last year kinda derailed me as I thought, and still do, that my attention and writing skills would be better used in resistance.

I kept the voodoo doll and put it in the 2026 casket.

Only time will show if any of these had any impact on the world and the new year. But I had a lot of fun thinking about what to use to wake 2025, and also what to have on hand to prompt 2026 to be on its best behavior.

It gave me some sense of closure to list all the things that it had done wrong and it gave me a sense of hope to show 2026 the mistakes of 25 and a roadmap of what I would like to accomplish this year.

2025 was well and truly waked.

And 2026 has been given its marching orders.

Fingers crossed.

2025, don’t let the door hit you on your way out

It is FINALLY New Year’s Eve and I am here for it.

It feels like 2025 was three thousand, nine hundred and ninety four years long. ***

Please see footnote for where that number came from. If you know, you know.

This year felt like a long, slow slog through unmentionable farm waste, up to our knees. I’ll say it, a long slow slog through shit. Wow, that felt good to acknowledge and write.

This year, I have seen the meme, is compared to a colonoscopy, without anesthesia.

Yeah, it’s been like that.

These are the waning hours of 2025, may it rot.

Too much has happened to sum up.

Most of it deplorable and served only to line the pockets of the administration. And their families.

Little of what “work” was done this year in Congress was for the American public.

I know and you know what they were doing. They were flooding the zone with shitty legislation and shittier heads of departments that were and are gleefully pulling the guts out of America.

DEI, grant funding, no no words for grants and for the CDC and NIH, yanking people off of healthcare, yanking food out of people’s mouths. Yanking people off the street who had the temerity to be brown.

Women dying from abortion bans continued. That continues to be terrible.

Children dying or being sickened by their own parents’ unforced errors in not vaccinating them with safe, effective vaccines. Instead they listen to a mad man and influencers who don’t know what they are talking about. Follow the money that leads to them. Misinformation kills.

The stupid tariffs that forced many small businesses to close.

The beyond reckless refusal by our government to assist with healthcare subsidies, if a person were to apply and meet the criteria. Even if you do not qualify for the subsidies and used the Affordable Care Act Marketplace to purchase healthcare, your prices have gone up.

I could continue but I won’t. The list is unfortunately very, very, very long.

There were bright spots that we the people made.

The waking up of a lot of people to know that this is wrong.

The pocketbook protesting for one. Especially toward Target and their lack of spine in standing up to the administration. I’ve been keeping lists, as has many others, of places that either give money to the administration or bootlickingly follow the administration edicts.

They don’t need my money and they won’t get it. These companies also won’t get money out of a lot of other people either. Good.

The first No Kings protest on June 14th as people reacted to the stunning shit show and declared that America has no king.

The second No Kings protest on October 18th that affirmed, again, that America has no king.

The smaller protests that are often area specific. The most recent one in Charlotte was actually one in support of Mo Naser, a Greensboro resident who was doing all the right things (he had a permit to work in the US) but still was swept up by ICE in the summer. His deportation case was just dismissed on 12/30/2025. He was detained after ICE got his country of origin wrong. Libya is not Iran.

Oopsy, says ICE, our mistake. Eye roll.

Student walkouts, a lot of them, to demand change. Good for them, we need more of that kind of energy.

2025, you won’t be missed by the vast, vast majority of us. Burn.

2026, please be kinder.

*

***(this is a parody number from Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies by Agnes Nutter, Witch. this book, which everyone should read, was written in 1990 by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. yes, that Neil Gaiman. we don’t hold it against the book. in the book, Archbishop James Usher put the creation of the universe at October 21, 4004 BC. if you aren’t going to read the book, at least watch Good Omens on Prime Video starring David Tennant and Michael Sheen. It is amazing.)

Tuesday Top of Mind 12/30/25- Nursing homes to no longer require nurses on site 24/7

Fun fact I bet you maybe knew, I started as a CNA in a nursing home.

I worked nights in a small 4 wing nursing home. There was the acute wing, for people who had just had surgery and were getting better or who just needed a little more time to recover from their injury/illness. And then there were 3 other wings that had 12 rooms each, with only 1 room being private. The other rooms either had 2 patients or 4.

That’s a lot of patients.

I worked nights and it was the four CNAs, one for each wing, a registered nurse for the acute side and a registered nurse for the rest of the hospital. Yep, that is over 100 patients for the sub acute registered nurse to chart and to medicate and to declare death and to call doctors’ offices if there was an emergency overnight.

This is per shift.

I worked 4 nights on with 2 off at the end of the stint.

Not good for the bank account as there were some paychecks that always ended up a bit short.

But the point is that there were at least TWO registered nurses onsite per shift. I believe day shift had more because of med pass.

There has now been a federal staffing rule change from the 2024 federal staffing rule that Biden’s administration put into place.

The Biden’s staffing rule for nursing homes was that
1) there were at least 3.48 hours of nursing care per resident, per day, with 0.55 hours from registered nurses
2) at least 1 registered nurse had to be onsite 24 hours per day, 7 days a week
3) these were the minimum standards for Medicare and Medicaid certified nursing homes. Nationwide.

In late 2025, HHS and the Centers for Medicare and Medicaid Services issues an interim final rule rescinding these mandated staffing levels. Including the hours per resident per day and the 24/7 nursing requirement. But wait, there’s more, they left the assessment and planning expectations in place

This was touted as a savior to the rural and tribal nursing homes due to the, you guessed it, nursing shortage. Folks, there has been a nursing shortage for as long as I can remember. But HHS ran the numbers and realized that 100,000 additional caregivers, CNAs, LPNs, and RNs, would be needed to fulfill the 2024 staffing rules.

There was pearl clutching I am sure.

By the owners, who didn’t and don’t want to hire additional workers to fulfill the 2024 staffing rules.

This is a gift to the nursing home owners.

Registered nurses are expensive. Because they are the front line between their patients, numerous as they are, and HHS. They recognize medication errors and mistakes. They recognize when a patient is not acting as expected and may be having a heart attack or a stroke or sepsis because of a UTI. They do the daily dressing changes and are expected to assess the wounds to ensure healing

Who cares about the disabled person, or the elderly person who will no longer be expecting the minimal level of care? This is a roll back of safety standards. The RNs will be replaced with cheaper staff. No shade to the LPNs but they are different job classes with different job roles. And assessment? Is in the registered nurses’ toolbox.

And if an elderly person dies because of the lack of supervision? Not the nursing home’s fault, they cry.

More savings to HHS and an increase to the profit margin for owners.

It isn’t about the people who have lived entire life times in the beds, it is about the bucks in their pockets.

The Thirteen Days of the OR Christmas

Adapted from a Little OR picture book by the same name.

Once there was a snowy Christmas, cold and snowy, snowy and cold. Nothing would be better than staying home under the covers with a good book and a cup of tea. But, of course, the patients still made it to the hospital for their surgeries. J. Ashe, my charge nurse, assigned me to a different room each day. These are the my thirteen days of the OR Christmas.

Bah Humbug.

On the first day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
a surgeon in a good mood.

(Dr. G. Mood declined to be pictured for this book or even named as he doesn’t want to ruin his reputation among the other surgeons)

On the second day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
two shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(get out the hip waders)

On the third day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
three appys
two shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(this is not looking good)

On the fourth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
four cataracts
three appys
two shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(at least the eyes are quick)

On the fifth day of Christmas my charge nurse gave to me
FIVE C-Sections
four cataracts
three appys
two shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(babies, hurray!)

On the sixth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
six bowel resections
FIVE C-Sections
four cataracts
three appys
two shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(this is not trending well)

On the seventh day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
seven hip revisions
6 bowel resections
FIVE C-Sections
4 cataracts
3 appys
two shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(well, at least the surgeon is in a good mood)

On the eighth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me
Eight Septoplasties
7 hip revisions
6 bowel resections
FIVE C-Sections
4 cataracts
3 appys
2 shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(I must’ve been bad this year)

On the ninth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me:
Nine bladder tumors
8 septoplasties
7 hip revisions
6 bowel resections
FIVE C-Sections
4 cataracts
3 appys
2 shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(Santa, am I getting coal?)

On the tenth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me:
ten fractured ankles
9 bladder tumors
8 septoplasties
7 hip revisions
6 bowel resections
FIVE C-Sections
4 cataracts
3 appys
2 shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(Okay, who told Santa about that time at the holiday party?)

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me:
Eleven breast reductions
10 fractured ankles
9 bladder tumors
8 septoplasties
7 hip revisions
6 bowel resections
FIVE C-sections
4 cataracts
3 appys
2 shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(Or the time at the 4th of July picnic?)

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me:
Twelve carpal tunnels
11 breast reductions
10 fractured ankles
9 bladder tumors
8 septoplasties
7 hip revisions
6 bowel resections
FIVE C-Sections
4 cataracts,        
3 appys
2 shoulder scopes
and a surgeon in a good mood.

(Make it stop!)

On the thirteenth day of Christmas, my charge nurse gave to me:
the day off. 

Yeah, right.

On the thirteenth day of Christmas, charge nurse Jack Ashe got from me:
my resignation
and a California birdie.

Tuesday Top of Mind 12/23/25- SC measles

Unless you’ve been living with your head in sand, or under the blankets, or under a rock, measles is running roughshod over Spartanburg, South Carolina.

Y’all, Spartanburg county is only 76 miles from the county I live in in North Carolina.

All the data has been gleaned from Department of Public Health South Carolina website.

As of the Friday Measles Update, there have been 9 new measles cases in upstate. This brings their total number for THIS outbreak to 144.

This just in (the website hasn’t been updated yet). The newest total that has been reported for this measles outbreak is 153 confirmed cases. This doesn’t count the 249 in

Some children are on their second round of 21 days of quarantine.

In this latest update of confirmed cases, 34 are children under the age of 5, 101 are 5-17 (so school-aged), and 12 are adults and older.

Measles is no joke. It is at the top of the contagious disease list.

The MMR vaccine, which contains the measles, is one of the safest and most reliable vaccines that is in the vaccination playbook. According to the CDC, the MMR vaccine is 97% effective. It remains one of the most effective vaccines for the MOST contagious disease that there is a vaccine for.

What is the disconnect? Never mind, forget I asked that.

The MMR is 2 doses for those over 1 years of age. There is also an MMRV vaccine that also covers chicken pox for children 1-12 years of age.

According to the DPH South Carolina website, there are no scheduled vaccination events in this county. But you can request a visit from the Mobile Health Unit for vaccination.

You know what is worse than the fear that is being mongered around vaccines? Listening to these monsters and deciding that you, as a parent, know best, disregarding the hundreds of years of experience that public health workers have, and not vaccinating your children or yourselves.

Worse than that is actually getting the disease with its risks of death and disability.

But what do I know, I’m just a nurse who cares deeply about other people and their children.

Perhaps I should write a parody about the 21 Days of the Measles Quarantine. That is a Christmas song I don’t want to write/parody.

Or do I? Stand by for that one.

Also your grandparents and your great-grandparents are rolling over in their graves at the thought that the vaccines that they would have killed for are being discounted by spoiled brats who think a social media influencer who just wants likes and clicks knows better than most of the public health nurses and doctors.

Maybe public health has been too effective.

FFS Friday 12/19/25- Flu increasing in NC, spreading like holiday music

This is your yearly December PSA. And a warning.

The best time to get your flu shot was 2 months ago in October.

The second best time to get your flu shot is today.

Come now, don’t tarry.

This is the warning part of the post.

If it seems that everyone is sick this holiday season, it is likely because they are.

The waste water monitoring data for North Carolina just increased. The NC level for the entire state is moderate. This is specific to flu A. But by the CDC map there are multiple areas of the state that are marked as very high and high levels of flu A in the wastewater.

This is well worn and timeless set of instructions.

Wash your hands.

Wear a mask

Cover your mouth when coughing.

Avoid crowded areas.

Avoid people who are actively coughing.

Drink your fluids.

Get plenty of rest.

And, for pete’s sake, get your flu vaccine!

If not, don’t come crying when you get the flu.

You are protecting not only yourself, but others in the community.

Just do it.