Rachel
Along with the daily tally of new COVID-19 cases, our news feeds shine the spotlight on the fact that there continue to be those who can’t follow the simple rules of ‘go home stay home’. It’s a frustrating reality to be faced with for the majority of unselfish society who also desire to return to the luxuries of a pre-pandemic world, yet accept the sacrifice required in order for fellow kiwis to survive.
As a mother to three young boys, life in lockdown is excruciatingly limiting: a sentiment shared by parents throughout the globe. And I am under no illusion that, for my family at least, this seclusion will last a lot longer than the stated 4 weeks. With my body’s inability to put up a fair fight due to current chemotherapy treatment, my family bubble is among the vulnerable. Tasks previously considered mundane, such as a simple grocery run, have suddenly become a complication to be carefully considered and despite being placed at ‘priority assistance’ status, securing a delivery slot has proven near impossible. The supermarket superpowers need to wise up to the times and tie the virtual hands of the fit and able in order to further reduce the risk of exposure for the weak.
Saving kiwi lives for real requires the ability to see where the needs lie and adjust life accordingly. Sometimes that looks like lying in the lounge and at other times that looks like an amble down the aisles. On the whole, New Zealanders get it. And on behalf of the immune-compromised minority, we are grateful.
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