Wearing the mask
Wearing the mask
Well, I’ve been working from home for almost three weeks. I haven’t had much need to physically get to work yet. But I do now.
The Covid-19 situation in Benin has changed. The government has therefore decreed the mandatory wearing of masks for all persons moving within the established sanitary cordons.
Well, I didn’t have any masks left. I live « almost » alone, and I don’t go out. I didn’t feel the express need for them.
So I took out a mask made by local artisans that had been given to me by my cousin, a doctor. It was rather (very) uncomfortable. It was squeezing my face and scratching me too.
When I arrived at work, I took a mask that was available (we bought a number of them from the very first cases of the epidemic in Benin). It’s a pharmaceutical mask. This one was great though. It didn’t itch, and I didn’t feel like I had a muzzle on my neck.
But then, after I got home, I realized I was wearing it upside down, and spilled ?.
