The Dramatic Hollywood Rabbit

Recently, I was unfriended on Facebook.  It was the first time someone unfriended me for my views.  I might have understood if she was pro-life as I am strongly pro-choice.  I might have been able to squeeze an understanding on several other issues i.e. I am LGBTQ friendly and believe in equal rights including marriage.  I am very anti-Trump policies.  But these are not what tipped the scales.  I posted an article on the fact that Amazon employees wanted to know when other people in the warehouse were COVID 19 positive.  I believe that if someone who has a disease that I could catch and/or carry back to my family, has tested positive and I have come in direct contact with them, then I should be informed.  I don’t need to know who, I just need to be warned not to visit my 87 year old father-in-law.   I was called a sheep.  I’m not sure why that stings, but I don’t think I am a sheep.  I think I am logical and pragmatic.  I am on a fixed income and able to stay at home and meet not only

February 20, 2020, I had spent the previous two nights at my marital home with my 87 year old Father-in-law, otherwise known as Papa.  I was supposed to volunteer at a library, but the rest of the volunteers were unable to make it for various reasons, I decided I wouldn’t go in and that we would all try to go in the following Monday.  So I went home instead of the library.  Courtesy of Delhi NCR traffic it took me almost 2 hours.  By the time I reached home I was feeling off, my eyes hurt and basically feeling yucky.  By evening I was running a low grade fever, but since my normal temperature is 97.8 F running a 100 F is like running a 101 F.  My body hurt, my eyes hurt, I only wanted to sleep. During the next few days the sweats were horrible.  Even feeling as bad as I did, I would get up and change my nightgown a couple of times a day to get some of the stink off me. Four days of that fever, granted it was never very high, but it left me exhausted.   I was supposed to meet a chef who