Happy Birthday, Covid-19.
It was 5 years ago today that the World Health Organization declared Covid-19 a pandemic.
The post I wrote last year on this date was that I was at work. Of course I was at work. I wrote that lockdown and elective cases stoppage, masks were a few days away.
Listen.
The WHO and the CDC and Anthony Fauci did the best they could with the wildly gyrating situation that was wrestling with a very deadly, very real pandemic.
Most people don’t care about that.
Most people only care about how a situation impacts them. Until they or their family member is the one on the vent. Or can’t get a bed because there are literally no beds or no vents available.
Remember New York? And the thousands of people who were sick in late winter, early spring, all the way to summer 2020? Remember the refrigerator truck morgues waiting outside of hospitals? Remember the Of course you don’t.
But those of us in healthcare that were sidelined because of the pause in elective cases remember. Well, some of us do.
Some of us who worked on the front lines in those dark days remember. Even if it makes us sad.
There was just a spike in December/January. Not that the U.S. would know. The current death toll on the CDC website is 735 in the first week of March 2025. The total death toll is hard to find at the CDC site and I spent a lot of time poking around looking for it.
The global death rate for covid is 7,090,890. It is hard to get a current death toll for the U.S, but I did find a number on the Worldometer site. That number is one million, two hundred nineteen thousand, four hundred eighty-seven. Americans dead from covid in 5 years.
Spare me the explanation that some of those dead in the U.S. were illegal immigrants.
Remember that it is still sickening people and they are being hospitalized, sometimes on vents? Yes, even today.
Covid taught the world many lessons.
However, it also gave rise to rampant misinformation and death threats against the very people who were trying to help us survive.
Remember that?
So Happy Birthday, Covid-19. May the lessons that you tried to teach us about humanity and resilience sink in someday. Preferably before the next pandemic.
We are flying blind and, as a healthcare worker and registered nurse, these remain scary times. Not only because 75% of the population shrug and go on with their lives, but because the U.S. has left the WHO and the CDC is likewise hamstrung. Research dollars and research at the major research centers, such as universities, are being affected by what they can research and what they can’t. And that list is horrifyingly anti-women, anti-LGBTQIA, and anti-science.
Good times to be in research. (This is sarcasm. So much sarcasm.)
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