A Worse Fate

In London, a huge warehouse is being transformed into a giant hospital to help deal with serious cases of coronavirus in the capital. It will consist of two giant wards, each with two thousand beds, plus two morgues. Patients will be cared for by medical staff in protective clothing and will be allowed no visitors.

Even though it is almost certain that I will die if I catch the virus, I think I would rather take my chances at home than grasp the faint possibility of recovery in such a clinical barn devoid of familiar human contact. Some things are more important than living another day, especially when you believe in the life everlasting.

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