'Twas the Week Before Christmas - Nova Scotia COVID Style
'Twas the week before Christmas, and all through NS
Not a person did party – they gave it a rest,
Clean masks were all hung in the house, in the car,
In case of brief outings nearby, not too far.
Nova Scotians were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of better times danced in their heads;
And McNeil in his suit and Strang in his tie,
Had just settled in for a bite of meat pie.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Strang sprang from his pie to see what was the matter.
Away to the window McNeil flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the slushy, wet, brown winter ground
Gave a lack-lustre feel to the objects around
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a rapid test centre, complete with full gear.
With a young savvy driver, as bright as a carrot,
Strang knew in a moment it must be Doc Barrett
More rapid than eagles those testers they came,
And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name.
"Now, HATCHETTE! Now, JOHN ROSS! Now all volunteers!
Let’s get on with this testing – let’s give out three cheers!
Clean your hands, grab a swab, stick it up that there snout,
And text the result while the person’s still out.
As COVID test centres with their standard tests,
Continued to test East, North, Central and West,
They swabbed all the noses that came through the door,
Making sure all were six feet apart, maybe more.
And then, in a whiz, less than 72 hours.
The test results came – yours and mine, theirs and ours.
As they saw their results, and were making their plans,
On the faucet they turned to make sure of clean hands.
Public Health kept up tracing, mainland and Cape Breton,
Their job was to keep residents safe and not frettin’,
While NS Health Teams and the IWK,
Kept facilities safe to hold COVID at bay.
The hospital screeners – so friendly and merry,
Made sure no one entered with symptoms so scary,
Their questions were standard; we know them by rote;
No coughing, no sneezing, no fever, sore throat.
No travel outside of the famed ‘Lantic Bubble,
No chance of COVID exposure site trouble,
With freshly clean hands and a medical mask,
One by one, visitors found themselves up for the task.
Families planned for the day, with 10 people at most,
They went back and forth to see who’s the best host,
A smile from Doc Strang and a nod from McNeil,
Said “Enjoy but be careful – don’t sleep at the wheel.”
In health care, some workers received the vaccine,
The first of two doses – a sight to be seen,
They held out their arms and smiled with their eyes,
After 10 months of COVID, this moment a prize.
Strang looked at McNeil and the two gave a shout,
They were tired but happy – of that there’s no doubt.
And I heard them exclaim, as they started to roam,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL - STAY THE BLAZES HOME!
With credit and/or apologies to Clement C. Moore