I'm not the only one fending off pandemic fears.
Gaston sings, "I've been thinking."
His henchman responds "A dangerous pastime."
Gaston: "I know."
So...I've been thinking again. Are we ready if a major illness hits our locale? Local news talked about it a few days ago. The topic came up over lunch today.
The answer: pretty darn close. We have a good stock of canned food in the pantry. My freezer is packed. I can add a few stock-up items to the shopping list next week if I feel really panicked, which I don't.
Some years the annual influenza strain hits hard, and some years it doesn't. If a true pandemic hits, it won't hit tomorrow. It'll give me a few days, more likely weeks, to stock up. From a practical standpoint, I'm more likely to be stocking the shelves for my foot surgery than for a pandemic of avian flu.
So I'll keep washing my hands regularly, cover my mouth when I cough or sneeze, and stock the medicine cabinet with anti-inflammatory drugs. Oh, I stocked up on those last week.
What am I thinking? I need to sit down, relax, and stock up on good fiction instead of canned soups. Heck, I should be picking up snacks for the Super Bowl! And that's ten days away. Stumble It!