See my mother. She's in assisted living and we can't see her except through the glass. I'm going up this weekend to take her supplies and surprises. The facility disinfects it all and gives it to her. Thank God, they've had no infections in there. No visitors and the workers go through a real process before they can enter the building each shift. What a blessing those caring people are!
Technically, I leave the house to walk the dogs. I'm fine with being outdoors, it feels safe to me. The idea of going to a store, into someone else's home, etc. does not feel safe. I'm very lucky that I don't have to.
Careful! That’s the same mistake I made almost every time after the last few scares were lifted. Excuse me, I have to go buy a bunch of birthday gifts.
Zika. Bird flu.
The Great Sandwich Famine (ok, that one I made up myself).