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What you desire is of lesser value than what you have found.

During COVID I had to look after my grandmother. I remember the long queues outside Morrisons. I remember coming back home wearing gloves and a mask. I remember sanitising all of the groceries with wet wipes. I remember the constant fear of contaminating everything and anything around me. My grandmother was extremely vulnerable and I could not have imagined anything happening to her because of a silly mistake on my behalf.
 
I'm baffled that she survived and here we are 3 years later and we hardly even talk about it.


Exactly how I felt with Karen. I knew if I got sick, she would either a) get sick and possibly, even probably b) die or if not c) would have to go into a care home. Either way, it was not going to be good. I think, in some ways, because she was already bed-bound for nearly 15 years at that stage, she didn't quite appreciate how dangerous it was. There was little change to her routine, or her day. The main change was for me, and really that only involved me having to get the shopping early in the morning. Other than that, things more or less went on as they had done, so although I was acutely conscious of the danger to her, I never got the real impression that she was. Terrifying time; I guess I'm glad it sort of passed her by in one way. She worried enough as it was, and with good reason.