Sometimes I wonder if you/I did get it but your body was able to just combat it and therefor you didn't really get sick besides a bit of a cough. Like I've been thinking this so much. After going to three concerts in three different states (Brooklyn, Philadelphia, Center Jersey) in the beginning of March and felt a bit sickly after, but I feel fine and it's been 20 days since my last concert and last really close exposure to lots of people.
I'm thinking back to February when I flew back from New Orleans and had a sore throat a few days later. Went away, and then a week and a half later came back with a cough and congestion and slight fever. Went away a week later and hasn't come back. I always kinda wonder if I did have it. My mom got sick shortly after I got sick and she had chills/fever and sore throat.
I feel really irresponsible posting that, but the coronavirus wasn't talked about at the level it is now back in February. Louisiana is a hot bed for the virus right now. Maybe I had it back in February, I ended up doing the virtual doctor with my doctor and I was diagnosed with an acute upper respiratory infection (fancy name for cold). There only thing against it was that I had a productive cough, not dry (although sometimes it was just a dry cough).
I thought it was quite a bit less than it has been in my neighborhood. I went for a walk for about 30 minutes and only recall seeing one vehicle the whole time and only a couple dog walkers. Hopefully people will take it seriously.
The morning drive in to work this morning around 6:30 felt emptier but there was still quite a bit of traffic for "essential only". But like others have said, Minnesota's stay at home order is pretty damn loose. It's easier to say what isn't essential than what is essential. Still lot's of Sunday drivers in the left lane on my drive home
I did Jimmy John's take out today for dinner which is in the same strip mall as a Chipotle. Man, Chipotle take out is a mess. I pulled into the lot and there are about 15 people just standing in the parking lot, in the middle of the driving lanes, 6 feet apart. A worker opens the door with 6 bags jammed into his hand and starts yelling names and even more confusion occurs as people didn't hear what names he said. It was so weird. Meanwhile, you can just walk into the Jimmy Johns and order your sandwich. I called first to make sure I could come in.
To answer mike099, drive-thrus to me are iffy. I really have no desire to do fast food (except for Jimmy John's) or even really any takeout. Mainly because how are they ordering their food? Is it still as fresh as when life is normal? How do they order when it's not as busy as it used to be and they don't know the demand for each day. We ordered from a Mexican restaurant the other night and I ordered what I always did, never have a problem. The next morning, I had such bad diarrhea (sorry, too much information), and so did my sister in law. It was so weird. We ordered from 2 different restaurants that night and the food wasn't really that good from the other one either compared to what it usually is. Maybe once they find their rhythm, it will be better. For now, I want to support the restaurants, but I'm uneasy about ordering from them right now.
Also, random side thought.
I read a story of a nurse that was talking about the emotional toll of what is happening and how since no one is allowed visitors when they are in the hospital with coronavirus, these people die alone. Usually, the nurse is in the room when they pass on, but there is no family present. She mentioned sometimes FaceTime is used, but still--there isn't a physical presence.
It just really hit me and made me sad. I cried a little at the thought of dying alone from this horrible disease. I thought of myself in the present and being on my deathbed at age 26 with coronavirus. My mom, dad, and brother can't be in the room with me, let alone the hospital. I just can't fathom the thought of being alone as I pass on--I don't want to die alone. I would want my family to be there as a source of comfort as I pass on and I would find it heartbreaking for them, especially as a parent, to know that my son is dying and about to cross over and there is nothing I can do to comfort them and calm their fear they must be experiencing. I don't know if you are comatose when you die from coronavirus, but I just can't imagine. It reminded me of three weeks ago when our Old Dutch driver's uncle passed away. He woke up in the middle of the night, they presume with really bad heartburn or something. He went to the bathroom because he obviously knew something was wrong, he died just as he went into the bathroom from cardiac arrest. Our driver said that he can't imagine the fear he experienced in his final minutes, knowing something was wrong.
I just can't imagine the fear before being intubated or the fear before dying from this. It's just awful what's going on.