On May 3rd 2021, I lost my brother Anthony to Covid-19. He was in the hospital for one month and and his lungs were so diseased and dysfunctional that the medical staff informed me that it became ARDS, which is Acute Respiratory Distress Syndrome. According to Johns Hopkins, “[a]s COVID-19 pneumonia progresses, more of the air sacs become filled with fluid leaking from the tiny blood vessels in the lungs. Eventually, shortness of breath sets in, and can lead to acute respiratory distress syndrome (ARDS), a form of lung failure.” (See https://www.hopkinsmedicine.org/health/conditions-and-diseases/coronavirus/what-coronavirus-does-to-the-lungs). There is much more to the story that goes beyond the scope of this post, so I shall leave that for another post dedicated entirely to the one month Anthony was in the hospital. I have to realize that when I do share that post, I will be reliving that month and I must be mentally prepared to do so. But for now I shall leave it as an indeterminate option.