Life & Death – Coronavirus week 2

Introduction

When I attended a meeting of our Constituency Labour Party four weeks ago, I was shocked when one of our local councilors, who looks after the crematorium, gave an update on contingency planning for cornavirus. They informed us, in a matter of fact way, that a large plot had been identified capable of burying hundreds of people in a mass grave. They wouldn’t have capacity to hold funerals or cremations. Families could get bodies exhumed at a later date but there would be no guarantee depending on the numbers.  It really shook me.

Thinking back to when I was first aware of the virus being a potential issue outside China, it was ‘Brexit Day’ at the end of January. We had visited friends on The Wirral when the first coach load of UK citizens arrived at Arrowe Park hospital a couple of miles away. That evening we travelled to London and the taxi we took to our hotel was delayed by the large gatherings celebrating at Parliament Square and other streets which were closed. Over the weekend we caught crowded Tube trains, went to concerts, shows and busy restaurants in the West End. No social isolation, and little extra hygiene measures then. We did pass a light comment when we walked through Chinatown that perhaps we ought not to have gone that way…

Given the pace of the changes since then and the prospects of even worse to come I decided to journal some events and my thoughts in more detail. I want to do this weekly so that when I look back in months’ or years’ time, I can see how my views changed with each dramatic turn.

I also want to explore several aspects of the crisis that may fundamentally change our country, our society and some of the norms we have taken for granted.

None of us know how this will end. We all hope that, like other crises both natural and those as a result of human action, we will come through it . But currently nothing is certain.

Why ‘Week 2’? From a personal perspective this is the end of our second week of serious ‘lock-down’ after some of the less restrictive guidelines and advice. The World Health Organisation (WHO) on 12th January 2020 officially confirmed the new virus and the four Chief Medical Officers (CMOs) in the UK moved the threat from low to moderate on 30th January.  For those in the front-line and our NHS service this is probably week 9.

With no training as an ‘investigative reporter’ and short of time for detailed research, the articles will be my own interpretation of ‘facts’ gleaned from mainstream news, written articles and ‘official’ web sites from some of the organisations involved.  My experience of being a secondary school science and maths teacher, director of operations & IT for a large retail pharmacy group, self-employed IT & business consultant, setting up systems for an accountancy practice, gives me some insight into a variety of processes and analysis. I have produced statutory accounts for a large Methodist Circuit and local Head Injury charity.

This is a public blog so feel free to join in ‘the conversation’, give alternative views, tell me where I am wrong – or right!

Whatever our views or beliefs, I think the majority would agree that we are living in ‘strange times’.

Outline of topics for discussion.

In thinking about what I need to put in the blog some large themes developed in my mind. It is hard to separate out specific topics and most are linked to one or more of the others. This is my initial list in alphabetical order rather than significance.

  • Economics
    How we use our wealth to best effect for what both main political parties agree should be ‘for the many not the few’. How corporations, public bodies, small and medium businesses, wealthy individuals, and every individual supports each other. Do we need a fundamental rethink and ‘reordering’ of past conventions?
  • Education
    Including science and mathematical modelling. Learning the lessons of history. How people react to news and the spread of ‘fake news’.
  • Faith
    In times of trouble and potential death the systems and personal and group support people of all faith and none turn to.
  • Globalisation
    How the virus and the news of it spread from China to the rest of the world. Transport, goods, news channels, sharing vital research and information. How world governments, leaders and organisations like the G20 co-operated or put self-interest before the wider good.
  • Health & Social Care
    Some would say this is the main topic. Clearly it is a health issue with Coronavirus at the centre. Our National Health Service (NHS) is at the forefront.  There are deep concerns over the elderly and vulnerable members of our society who are in hospitals and the care system.
  • Politics
    In the general sense the ways which people make choices, and in a specific sense the way different political parties have reacted and communicated. As I recently joined as a member of The Labour Party, Keir Starmer is elected the new leader as I write. We need to co-operate with the Conservative government but not be afraid to question or hold them to account now, or after it is all over.
  • Science
    The science behind the virus. The knowledge needed to trust the advice of ‘experts’. The way science will help the end the crisis.
  • Society
    How we have reacted and changed in the ways we interact with our neighbours and fellow citizens. The voluntary sector and the good and bad aspects of people’s behaviours. How we enforce those behaviours, and do we need more state surveillance and control to prevent similar crises in the future?
  • Technology
    This is the first time of real crisis when we have seen some of the ‘good’ that technology can do, but also the dangers of misinformation spread. Social Media can also be a force for good, but also a source for terrible harm.

In looking at these topics I will attempt to remember that there are other huge issues facing our world such as poverty, war, conflict, drought, famine and climate change. Many of these seem to have dropped completely from our news agenda. Significant parts of daily life such as arts, culture, sport and of course ‘socialising’ have disappeared completely overnight, and the effect on business is incalculable.

Thoughts at the end of week 2

We are very fortunate that the reality for me and my immediate family is nothing more than a minor inconvenience. We are semi-retired, relatively well off, have a large home with a garden to move around in. Getting food and essentials has not been a problem. Our two adult sons are working from home and still in full employment.
We have got the technology to hold virtual family, friend, church and social club meetings. We are using the time to do jobs around the house and garden, reading and exercising using an indoor bike and Wii Fit console on the TV.

No one we know in family or friends has had the virus (or to be correct has had serious symptoms). It all seems a bit surreal and like a Hollywood movie with empty streets in major cities around the world, and footage of overwhelmed medical facilities.

The daily government briefings are part of our rhythm of the day. They vary in usefulness and the messages can be confused and some ‘facts’ are found to be unreliable or even ‘spin’. The journalists’ questions are sometimes not the ones we need, but lately at least the presenters go back and invite supplementary questions.

While every loss of a life is awful, the rise in the last week in our own country is from passing over 1,000 last weekend to 4,932 now. The numbers in countries that we are supposedly following two weeks behind such as Italy and Spain are 15,887 and 12,418. This is getting serious.

To end I want to quote part of a letter our Chair of District Rev Helen Kirk sent us today as we start our journey through Holy Week from Palm Sunday to Easter Day. Note the use of the word ‘dis-ease‘….

Each year I challenge people to engage with Holy week for although it is not a comfortable place to be, we can too easily pass from the triumph of Palm Sunday to the joy of the Easter Day and miss the impact of the six days in between.

Perhaps that ever darkening week is one we can relate to more than ever this year as we live with the uncertainty, the anxiety, the constant underlying dis-ease that we carry for ourselves, our families, our church and our communities.

And yet for all, life is extraordinarily different and for many difficult; Spring is still arriving with a pace around us. As a novice gardener there is something extremely hopeful about planting seeds and watching as the new shoots grow. And they do grow, regardless of what is happening in my life, the plants in my garden and the seeds in my greenhouse are emerging with new life and beginning to bloom.

 

 

Celebrating my 50th & moving on…

50th Park Run - Feb 2018

This week I passed two significant milestones.

Tuesday was exactly 5 years since my neurosurgeon formally discharged me from his care, following treatment for a serious brain injury that paralysed the whole right side of my body and left me unable to speak. It was 6 months after I first went into hospital.

Yesterday I completed my 50th Park run since starting to run again almost two years ago. Although it was my fastest time for several months, that was completely unimportant. Being able to enjoy the feeling of running, breathing the clear fresh air, hearing the birds sing in the trees against bright blue sky – that’s what meant the most. Thanking God for my journey and the changed person I have become is equally important.  As I ran I thought about my family, church fellowship, friends and the medical team who have helped me get to this point.

My wife Alyson (my greatest supporter of all) often tells me that I should ‘move on’. This does not mean to forget; just not to dwell on the past and look more to the future. I feel that this is the time to take up that call.

I will always have my current symptoms of fatigue, memory issues, weakness and balance problems, but I am determined that these will not stop me from seeking new challenges and adventures.

We never know what will happen in the future, and the fact that a friend from church was diagnosed with a brain tumour and had a stroke a few weeks ago, is a painful reminder of that.

I will wear my red 50th Park Run shirt with pride and, all being well, will get my black 100th in the next two years – I tend to run once a fortnight.  By that time retirement may have happened and who knows where that will lead us.

For now my faith is stronger, my confidence has returned, my stress level is controlled (partly as I can’t hold too many things in my mind so forget what I should be worrying about!), and my general health is reasonable.

Time to ‘move on’…

 

 

 

 

The best 5k of my life – even if it took over 39 hours!

Yesterday marked a number of significant ‘milestones’ – an apt word for taking part in my first ever ‘Park Run’. 23rd April is our school friend Keren Harvey’s birthday. Protocol dictates that I shouldn’t give her age away, but it was 39 years ago that Alyson & me started ‘dating’ at Keren’s 18th birthday party.

I had been meaning to take part in our closest Park Run at Delamere Forest, situated between Northwich & Chester, for several weeks. Our son Michael could not run with me, having had a significant milestone of his own this week. He moved to work in the Sydney office of his company for at least 3 months. I had suggested to Michael that we do the run last Saturday. Apart from being busy with his packing, he observed that the publicity over a council starting to charge Park Run for using paths, which until then had been free, may have meant a larger turnout than usual showing their support for the organisation.

Checking the forecast all week it seemed that it might be wet. Being a fair-weather runner and unsure of my footing in slippery conditions, the prospects didn’t look good. On Friday I was mentally and physically tired from the events of the previous two days. However, on Saturday the sun was shining and it was a crisp, frosty start and I felt full of hope (and energy!). After an early breakfast I set off at 7.30am with the aim of arriving early, to see how the organisation of the run worked and to check the parking situation. I got to the main car park for 8am, and it was deserted save for a group of seven or eight of varying ages carrying logs and weights ready for an early morning workout with a personal trainer.

In the hour until the run started I checked out my fellow runners as they arrived and filled the car park. There were running club groups from Warrington, Ellesmere Port, with vaguely ‘Scouse’ accents, and others more from the more local rural villages in Cheshire, with less harsh voices. There were families with young children and pushchairs. There were couples of all ages and shapes in shockingly tight bright Lycra. A few singletons who, like me, appeared to be ‘first-timers’ arrived and jogged nervously round the car park and found the start about 200 yards away on the edge of the forest.  Then there were the inevitable dog-walkers.

Wearing my tracksuit jacket, thinking it may be cold, as 9am approached the sun shone and it was warm enough jogging on the spot. The top came off to reveal my 2006 Great North Run(GNR) t-shirt. I had chosen this partly as it is cotton and doesn’t rub when I run, but mainly to remind me of the last time I did an organised run. I completed my fifth GNR in a time of 2.5hrs and raised over £2,300 in memory of a church member who had died of bacterial meningitis just after Christmas that year. It was very emotional as I got to the home straight on South Shields sea front and imagined Mike running alongside me and encouraging me to finish. Today’s run would turn out to be equally emotional.

I had printed my Park Run bar code which you need to get a time for your run. Noticing it had Michael’s UK mobile number as an emergency contact, I text him to say I was doing the run but not sure what he would do if someone called about me at 6pm local time in Australia!. He wished me luck. About 300 of us gathered at the start and after a few brief instructions about the route and procedure at the finish we were off. Every runner is deemed to start at the same time and the 3o seconds or so it took me to cross the start point would be irrelevant as it is not the sort of event where seconds are important. The aim is running against yourself and improving your times over the weeks and months.

The course at Delamere is uphill through a forestry track for about 3/4 of a mile then a circuit of Blakemere Moss, a large pool in the middle of the forest, then back down to the start/finish near the visitor centre. I found myself at the very back of the run. I was ready for this as the main goal was to see if I could jog at a pace just above walking for the whole distance. Alyson & I had walked the course a few weeks earlier which helped as I was familiar with the terrain and where we were going. Having done quite a few 10k’s and half-marathons over the years I also knew that there would be some who set off like Usain Bolt for a few hundred yards then come to a complete stop and walking very slowly. So it was that a mother and young son were doing exactly that, and I spent the whole of the run going past them and waiting for them to go past me. Similarly a young woman and her mildly overweight friend were doing the same ‘shuttle runs’. They would have managed a lot better had they heeded the advice from the volunteer marshal at the second check-point to do more running and less gossiping!  They encouraged each other and I saw them at the end talking about doing it again next week; exactly what this event is all about.

It was all I could do to keep running in a vaguely straight line and not to trip as my footing & balance are less sure than they had been 10 years previously. As we jogged by the point where the track and pool meet the B-road through the forest, the sun came through an opening in the trees, and I took a quick glance at my watch. 20 minutes. At the front of the ‘race’ there were competitive types and the top 10 would already have finished. They would have had their cup of coffee and be in the car on the way home by the time I got to the end. By my estimate we were about halfway round, my breathing was steady and my legs had started to feel stronger and less heavy. This could have been the point where my enthusiasm got the better of me, so I resisted the temptation to start passing a few of those in front. I tripped over a tree root and came close to being face-down on the muddy ground!

Soon we were back on the track down to the Start/Finish line and I did indeed pass a few people on the way. The young lady marshal who earlier had told the two girls to stop chatting, shouted words of encouragement and said I was looking great. It lifted my spirits and I started to get emotional. Around four years ago I was training for a triathlon when I suffered a brain injury. After 10 weeks in hospital during which time I had not been able to speak, move my right side or stand, I took my first steps unaided on the day my mum died suddenly a week after visiting me in hospital. I also had a total hip replacement in 2013. My physio Annette specialises in using an hydrotherapy pool to remake connections between the brain and muscles which have been lost. After a year Annette got me standing correctly  and last November, rather than walking like a stiff-legged robot, she taught me how to run again. With exercises for both my core and improved balance, I resolved at New Year to start jogging again. Until yesterday my furthest distance was less than a kilometre on a gym running machine. I was tearful as I gave thanks to God for my faith, the support of my  family, friends and the prayers of my church fellowship that had got me to this next stage of my recovery.

Driving back home my car which reads texts to me announced that Park Run had messaged and interpreted 39.22 as ‘thirty nine hours and twenty two minutes’!

More Park Runs at Delamere and volunteering on other weekends are definitely on my list. My brother Andrew has a charity entry for this year’s Great North Run in September. If I can continue to improve you never know….at my present rate I could finish in less than 5.5hrs!

In honour of 23rd April milestone this year here are two Shakespeare quotes that you may think apply to my first blog post:

  • “Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.” Romeo and Juliet

  • “You speak an infinite deal of nothing.”  The Merchant of Venice

And a Biblical one to end on:

“…let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us….” Hebrews  Chapter 12 v1.

For more information on Park Runs and to find the nearest one to you head over to 
www.parkrun.org.uk  
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