It has been six years since the start of Covid, and I still catch myself trying to hold my breath in crowded spaces like an elevator. It doesn’t make any sense! I hope my brain hasn’t been permanently rewired for fear. 😷
It has been six years since the start of Covid, and I still catch myself trying to hold my breath in crowded spaces like an elevator. It doesn’t make any sense! I hope my brain hasn’t been permanently rewired for fear. 😷
@manton honestly I have been appreciative of the innate cautiousness that COVID created in me. I’ve been more careful without being overly restrictive. Finding that balance has been tough, but, valuable.
@manton That’s fascinating. When I enter a patient’s room with COVID, I nearly roll my eyes at the requirement to wear an N-95 mask and goggles. As if it’s significantly different now (in my young patient population) than another coronavirus infection (just regular mask for face covering). I don’t even recall the last time an inpatient even had just COVID; usually have 2-3 viruses, any one of which could have led to admission.
@dgreene196 Thanks for sharing that! It’s so interesting. There’s the “science” part of my brain that knows things, and then there’s the “panic everything is terrible” part of my brain. 🙂
@cleverdevil Right, finding the balance is key.
@manton I’m fine with crowded spaces. I am, however, a little compulsive about washing my hands. Although maybe it’s not compulsiveness — maybe I’m just being smart.