I try and stay away from scary news. I attempt to shield myself from things that are nerve-wracking that I have no control over; seems like a logical way to stay sane if you ask me.
I mean, it can’t happen to me…right? That’s what I thought when I wound up pregnant…and now my son is 8 years old. I learned the, “it won’t happen to me” way of thinking does not always work in my/our favor.
Today, I read that the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention has admitted:
…wellllllll, Ebola could be or could become airborne.
Experts are increasingly expressing fears that the Ebola virus can spread through “droplets suspended in the air” [AKA: Casual Contact].
“Casual contact is defined as a) being within approximately 3 feet or within the room or care area for a prolonged period of time while not wearing recommended personal protective equipment or having direct brief contact (e.g., shaking hands) with an EVD case while not wearing recommended personal protective equipment.”
A study that was done in 2012 showed the Ebola virus was able to travel between pigs and monkeys that were in separate cages – with no direct contact.
We’re all screwed.
I’m not a doctor, scientist, pig or a monkey…but, that sounds airborne to me.
I don’t like it when I’m not able to ignore a problem anymore because I feel it actually poses a legit threat to myself, my family… millions of people…………..the whole world.
So then, I start reading more…and see this on CNN…
“Every time a new person gets Ebola, the virus gets another chance to mutate and develop new capabilities. Osterholm calls it “genetic roulette.”
Osterholm is, Dr. Michael Osterholm, director of the Center for Infectious Disease Research and Policy at the University of Minnesota…and he goes on to say:
“I can’t imagine anything in my career — and this includes HIV — that would be more devastating to the world than a respiratory transmissible Ebola virus.”
So, I think it’s safe to say that things are getting serious. At this point…It’s not just going to go away. We aren’t going to wake up one morning, turn on the news and hear that Ebola has been taken care of – and it’s ran its course.
I don’t like it… I’m scared. You win, Ebola…I’ll now be reading about you every single day for the latest unnerving information while attempting to keep myself and family away from you.