That was a Thursday. At that point there were no cases of COVID-19 in Maine. We were the last state in New England standing. If I remember correctly, there were cases in 30 states. I was excited for Saturday as my town was having a Bean and Potluck Supper to celebrate Maine’s 200th birthday. I had volunteered to make a cake and I was going to decorate with a blueberry theme as I had Maine blueberries in my freezer. My daughter’s class was going to helping out at the supper.
I had been following the virus for the previous 6 weeks. What can I say? I’m a nerd who loves maps and I work in healthcare.
I had been slowly stocking up on food over the past couple weeks. No panic buying. Just picking up a little extra on things my 5 year old would be pissed if we ran out of, so things like Dino-Nuggests and Cheez-Its with the Frozen characters on them. The important things. No TP Hoarding here.
I had an almost empty chest freezer that I was slowly filling.
I also did my Easter Bunny shopping early. I figured there would be two outcomes. If Easter products were hard to find, then the Easter Bunny would still come through. If there was no shortage of Easter Products, I would still be happy to have that shopping done. The latter was the outcome.
A little voice told me that morning to go to Wal-Mart and do another grocery trip. Just one last trip. So I went. Got on extra box of Frozen Cheez Its and Two extra bags of Dino Nuggets. And my intuition told me to buy an extra bag of flour. I had no idea flour would become hard to find in the coming weeks.
I came home and put the Dino-Nuggets in the freezer. Then I went to work. (I work from home.)
That afternoon it was announced that Maine had it’s first case.
It was only a matter of time.
As expected, the first case was in Southern Maine which might as well still be in another state when you are from my part of Maine. (I kid. Well, I kid but there is some truth to that.)
Then a bunch of activities and events planned were postponed and cancelled, including the bean supper.
I picked my daughter up from school because there were T-ball sign ups. Of course that season has been postponed.
I took my daughter to the beach that evening while everyone went to the supermarkets and bought all the hamburger and toilet paper.
We found a piece of sea glass. This has become a new hobby. Maybe I will write a post about our sea glass adventures. (And it’s okay if you look at this piece of sea glass and think it looks like…something. Or maybe I just have a dirty mind.)
You can also follow our adventures on Instagram at @kerryannmckim #shamelessplug
The next morning I dropped my daughter off at school and things were different. Instead of all the kids congregated together, the children went straight to their classrooms. No panic. It was sold to the kids “we’re doing something different today.”
It was announced that the teachers would be coming up with plans should school be cancelled.
Saturday morning my daughter sold cookies with her Girl Scout Troop. People needed to get cookies before quarantine.
That weekend I went out for one of my best friends birthdays. We were still cautious. We had hand sanitizer. Plus, alcohol kills germs…right?
Not going to lie. Even with modern technology, I miss my friends. I did drop off ice cream to them the following week but I miss seeing them. One of my friends has a birthday in May and we were joking that we wouldn’t get to see each other until her birthday.
Now I don’t think that is going to happen.
That night we got notified that there would be no school for two weeks. Which would later turn into 6 weeks and then turn into the rest of the school year.
Sunday morning was my daughters dance class and then we stopped in at her troops last cookie booth so we could pick up and deliver some cookies we sold last minute.
And that was the last of life before the quarantine.
I’m trying not to complain. While homeschooling my kid and denying my social nature is not easy…this still doesn’t compare to those 5 months that Bryon was hooked up to a ventilator. But uncertainty is still never easy. The only difference is that when Bryon was sick, it was only our world that was unstable….everything was going on as scheduled around us. Right now, it is uncertain for everyone around us.
So while I can draw a lot of parallels between that crisis and this crisis, there are very big differences.
But remember….nothing ever lasts forever.
And everybody wants to rule the world. But that is another whole issue.
3 thoughts on “How quickly things can change”
In February I told my wife to start adding an extra jar of pasta sauce to the cart when she went grocery shopping.
Nothing crazy, no panic, just add a few items just in case. Who knew?
My mother was in Penn Bay when this was beginning. When she went in, she could have two visitors and by the time she left she could only have one visitor. Then they went into full lock down.
I can’t even come to Maine and visit again.
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I hope your mother is doing okay? That would have been scary if she was still in Penn Bay. I think off all the elderly people in nursing homes without their families to advocate for them. My heart breaks when I see news stories where the families say that they haven’t gotten any answers.
Hopefully this won’t last forever you can make it back to Maine 🙂
Thank you. For 91, she’s doing as well as can be expected. It’s a tough time to be elderly.