Lonely Author Stranded
I am a firm believer of things happening the way they were mean to happen.
Yesterday evening, the Dominican government shutdown all flights through April 30th. Jetblue was not able to accomodate me on the last emergency flight leaving to Costa Rica.
The United States Embassy asked all remaining Americans to find safe shelter to wait out the process. They implied any last emergency flights out of the country may be risky since they suspect several people with coronoavirus symptoms may be trying to escape the island in search of proper medical treatment.
Fifty plus doctors have tested positive. Dozens of police officer, too. Patient’s testing positive for coronavirus are thrown in an isolated room, where nurses and doctors are fearful of entering since there are no respirators or proper treatment available.
Taking advantage of the curfews and civil unrest, young thugs have taken to the streets since police presence is low. One police officer was killed in one town. Several police men injured in others.
Will speak to my doctor later in the day. Surgery will be cancelled & rescheduled for late May. My pills will run out soon. Will ask the doctor to suggest equivalent replacements. Nurse will assist me to find the meds.
Holed up in my hut.
Writing poetry, editing novels.
Please, be safe.