It's been a year.
One year ago yesterday, I wrote my first "Dispatch for Coronaville", a few random thoughts about the pandemic that had upended our lives during the previous week. Reading those early entries now, I seem so naïve. I had no idea then that we'd be dealing with this a year later. Thankfully it does appear that we are finally looking at what could be the downward side of this cataclysm.
This will no longer be my work view come Monday morning
I'm fully vaccinated and while I continue to abide by the general public precautions--wearing a mask and social distancing, I feel a new sense of freedom knowing that I'm protected. This past Thursday, I got my first haircut in more than a year (not counting three "emergency" cuts by my wife in July and December 2020, and February 2021). We are visiting Barbara's mom this weekend--without the need for masks, social distancing, or 14 day quarantines in advance. We were planning to go to a church service this weekend with Barbara's mom in Dayton--early so that we could still do our weekly family church on Zoom at 11:30 (today was our 52nd service, a full year of meeting as a family for church on Zoom), but then Barbara's mom ended up needing to have an unexpected surgery and so in-person church was out. Still, we look forward to being able to go to church some time in the near future.
And on Monday, just over a year after I left, I will return to the classroom. My 8th grade students will return to in-person learning for last two months or so of their school year. Honestly, I've gotten pretty used to teaching remotely. I've always known that I'm the kind of person cut out for working from home. I haven't missed dealing with behavior management; it's nice to be able to not worry about providing "supervision" when kids are working independently, allowing me the ability to get things done. But I'm happy for the kids, and they're happy (well most of them, there's a few not enthused about having to get up early). And of course there's the commute, and getting the boys ready for school will involve more than yelling at them to get out of bed five minutes before class starts. But overall, I'm glad to be going back.
So what happens next? I don't know. I plan to keep this monthly Chronicle going until September, when it will have been a year since I started this iteration of my tracking of the pandemic. Hopefully there won't be a need for it after that. We will see.
As of yesterday, March 19 there have been 29,720,510 total cases of COVID-19 in the United States. Another 2,016,428 new cases were added since February 15. What a change from a year ago. The rate of increase was much, much higher--over a 100% increase in cases every three days! But the numbers were so much lower. It's worth noting the extent to which the toll of this disease has become normalized. The number of cases and deaths a year ago, that led to lockdowns and toilet paper hoarding are now dwarfed by daily cases and deaths that we celebrate as signs of the virus's decline. It's heartening to see another significant decrease in the number of new cases added this month. This month's numbers represent a 7% increase in the number of new cases from February to March, and about 3 million fewer than I predicted. The latest reports suggest we might be hitting a plateau but I hope that the decline will continue, even if at a more gradual rate in the next month. There have been 539,954 deaths altogether from COVID-19, with 54,472 of those occurring in the past month. This is a 11% increase. This is 41,066 fewer deaths than from COVID than we had the previous month, and it is also 66,898 fewer deaths than I predicted and represents about half as many deaths as we experienced from January to February. I expect to see the number of deaths continue to drop as well as the cases continue to decline.