i guess I should start this by saying that Vicki is now in serious condition at the hospital. She is going to make it but she had some really tough days last week.  I have been wondering the halls of the hospital, not knowing if to call her family and tell them to say their good byes or not.  I am in tears every day as i see her little body with tons of tubes going in and out of her.  I am exhausted and tired of al of the crap I see here.  It's not good for anyone.  I am going to leave for awhile.  It is all too much to bear.  Vicki and I have been fighting for our lives and you all have been engaging in personal attacks and stubborn jackass behavior.   This is nothing about cancel culture or bullying or a flat earth society of antivaxxers.  This is a sober, concentrated battle to the death against a virus who has no mercy.  Just today, I talked to a 39 year old man who lost his wife to covid.  He was tired and worn out from the fight.  He told me he had thoughts of killing himself.   I called a nurse over and the two of us walked him down to the counselors office.  I gave him my number and asked for his.   I shared my story with him.    I told him that I love Vicki more than anything on this planet. I was not going to lose her.   Last night, she woke up from her sleep and smiled at me.  I was so happy. How many of you go thru hell every day ?   Enough is enough.  This bullshit has got to stop.