I’m a professor at a university and we had run a “stress test” of online instruction the first week of December, which is odd timing as it was the last week of classes that semester. After finals, I went to Hawaii. My family flew from Honolulu to LAX on Dec 26, 2019, and I saw three people being unloaded from a JAL plane at the gate next to ours into ambulances. I thought that it was odd that there were three people on one flight that needed emergency services upon landing.
We got an alert during Week 1 of Spring 2020 to try to accommodate dozens of international students from China, who alerted the university that they would not be coming back until Week 2. We had two more stress tests in January so I knew something was up. By then the news was reporting about a new virus affecting China and it was spreading. Soon enough, there were cases in Seattle and New York.
The week before Spring Break was taught online, though we were still in our offices. College basketball tournaments were that week and a bunch of my students were already in Vegas when that Wednesday, the tournament was canceled. Spring Break was extended a week, but by then it was clear that we would be online only for the rest of the term. They locked all buildings on campus and you needed to get permission from Risk Management to enter any campus facilities. I was my building’s emergency team leader, so my ID was already programmed to tap in. I went in two days a week for the rest got the semester. We were online 2020-21 and by Fall 2021, we had to teach in person but also online for students who couldn’t move back to campus.
Then the spit tests came out. Students had to be tested every three days; faculty and staff every week. If you were out of compliance, your ID would not let you scan onto campus. We got daily emails from the VP of Medical Affairs with the number of positive cases that day. If a positive case was a student in one of your classes, you got an email to get tested immediately.
Five plus years on, I still recall the absolute uncertainty of early 2020. The total collapse of food supply chains due to hoarding (no meat, no eggs, no rice, no pasta, no milk) but the freeways were free of traffic and the air pollution was gone. I spent hours every day watching streaming services and doomscrolling news sites and Twitter.
Spending months cooped up at home contributed to my divorce; we had very different views on the path forward together; we separated in 2022. Today, I’m happier than I was six years ago, so it wasn’t all bad. To my knowledge, I’ve never contracted COVID. I’ve had six vaccinations to date. That said, I forgot how to have a common cold. I caught one two winters ago and thought I would die. I took COVID tests every day for a week, always negative, even though I didn’t have any of the classical symptoms.
Prior to COVID, I never took off work when I didn’t feel well. Now, I stay home at the first sign of a cold. All of my office’s services are online now, I have moved to 100% administration so my days in the office are processing online requests, answering emails and watching streaming movies between emails. 😂