Day 146: The Days of No School

Day 1

I’m out of toilet paper. That’s alright, I’ll just go to the store and get some more. I’ll also grab something for lunch and dinner. Maybe some fruit. Not sure what I’ll eat. This whole thing will blow over soon. They are seriously overreacting.

Day 2

They were out of toilet paper! I had to drive 50 miles to a gas station in Alpena to find any tp. This virus outbreak is making everyone crazy. Don’t they know that water comes from the tap in their home too? I didn’t see many people out at the bar. But it was a Thursday. They canceled every sporting event so now I guess I'm stuck watching reruns.

Day 5

I finished two books while intermittently staring out the window. Not many cars driving by anymore. People are still going to work, though. There are now a few hundred people confirmed cases of the CV (coronavirus) in Michigan. I guess they made the right choice canceling everything. They probably got it under control. We’ll be fine. I bought enough toilet paper to last me a few weeks anyway.

Day 10

It’s quiet. So quiet. No one is coming out of their homes. Several businesses are closed indefinitely. There are a couple of gas stations open, but they only allow one person to pump at a time. I saw some military trucks drive by this afternoon. I’m getting pretty sick of macaroni and cheese. I went to the grocery store before they closed but the shelves were damn near empty. The supply chains are limited. The virus has spread heavily in southern California, New York, and any major metropolitan area. Thousands have died in the U.S. and it’s approaching 100K worldwide.

Day 12

Trump has issued a State of Emergency for the entire country and has issued martial law. Anyone outside of their home will be escorted back or thrown in jail. A Meijer was taken over in Grand Rapids by a mob of people demanding food and toilet paper. Three people died. There have been more riots, violence, and theft in small pockets around the state and country. I haven’t left my house in three days. I have binged watched all of the Office, Friends, and Seinfeld series already. I still allow myself to laugh, but it is hard. I’ve tried to stay off the internet. There is only bad news.

Day 15

Someone tried to break in earlier, but I put a shotgun blast through the door. I nicked them because there was blood. They didn’t come back. The food is running low and I am contemplating making a run for Canada. They’d pull me over before I could get there. Maybe I’ll leave in the night. The street lights aren't coming on anymore. The stock market might as well be a lemonade stand selling shares. There is violence and death everywhere. A couple of my neighbors boarded up their windows. I saw a stray dog walking down the street, but I couldn't help it. All animals carry the virus.

Day 20

Two million are dead worldwide and over a trillion are infected. There is no cure in sight. Almost all members of the Senate and House have contracted the virus. Twelve of the total are dead. The President is in hiding and hasn’t been on TV in days. Just think, we could have been watching the Final Four games right now.

Day 50

If you are reading this then that means I have died or was taken. All infected are taken to camps and never seen again. They didn’t know I had the virus, but the fever was so bad that I had to call an ambulance. It was the last-ditch effort. I don't want to die, but if this is then this is it. Hopefully, I will survive. The average survival rate has dropped to 55%. They don’t even state how many are infected anymore. We just assume everyone has the virus. It's just a matter of people fighting through it. There are sparse new reports. That's the only live TV. American Idol was canceled for the season. They didn't let the cast of Survivor leave the island, even after the show was over. Most people are hiding in their homes just trying to survive. But if you are reading this then that means you have gotten through it. You made it. I am happy for you. Will you take care of my cat for me, please? His name is Sparkles.

P.S. I’m out of toilet paper. Sorry.