I've kept quiet about the subject, but the Saturday after Thanksgiving my wife and I went to her 96yo grandmother's house. A weekly thing because we've been her caretakers for years.
We found her on the floor. She'd had a heart attack. The paramedics came, and she was responsive but weak. They took her to the hospital more out of caution (heart attack not yet diagnosed).
She spent 3 days in the emergency room because all the ICU beds were occupied and there was absolutely no room to admit her. Finally, on Monday afternoon they put her in a bed (non-ICU). That night (2AM Tuesday) she passed away.
We protected this woman for months. Took every freedom away from her because fuckoffs won't wear masks. And still, covid managed to (indirectly) take her from us.
If you believe covid is a hoax, if you are an anti-masker, if you think this whole thing is overhyped, or whatever--I hate you. I blame you and all like you for the loss of a woman whose last direct words to me were "I love you like a son."