The Irony of COVID-19


Before COVID-19, I complained about the impact of caregiving on my freedom of movement and solitude.  I imagine you can guess where I’m going with this.

Back in the old days, before my husband’s memory loss forced him to retire, I could count on evenings alone at home.  He saw most of his clients after their workday, so I had time to recharge and to enjoy the solitude that I need as an introvert.

Then I became the caregiver.  Added to the responsibility of managing and remembering for two, I now lost alone time.  Eventually I pulled out of my funk and organized our lives to include social activities for both of us.  Though they didn’t offer me more solitude, these events eased the one-on-one at home.

Along came the corona virus.  No more social activities, at least not outside the house or in person.  Now I have a full-time audience along with commentator.  He remarks on the smallest things I do.

So, you get it, right?  I was frustrated and impatient before the social isolation.  Now, it’s so much harder.

But–I have to say that my husband, to his credit, is the most patient and kind person to live with.  He’s always willing to help, and doesn’t complain about the forced isolation.  Always expresses gratitude.  Never–I mean never–snaps back at me when I snap.

It could be worse, much worse, I tell myself.  Be grateful.

3 thoughts on “The Irony of COVID-19

  1. I am thinking of you Kim and am so aware of how difficult the pandemic has made your life. I have no words to inspire or help you, but want you to know that You are in my thoughts.


      • Yes, as our Prime Minister said, we went early and we went hard. We have been at Alert Level Three for the past ten days and are waiting to hear whether we will move to Level Two next week. We are doing well because most people are obeying the rules with a only few flaunting them. We have been allowed out to e exercise each day so I have walked milles. Take care.


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