Lessons From The Past

Early on in the pandemic, I found myself most strongly affected by empty shelves at the grocery store. It was stressful enough to be leaving for work throughout March and April and May when all my neighbors were staying at home. It was stressful to insist back in March that my team at work wear masks when nobody else at the lab was doing so. But seeing large gaps and entire aisles with nothing but stray scraps of paper and dust on the shelves made me the most anxious. Increased my heart rate. I hated going to the store. I stopped my normal weekly trips and stretched out my visits to once every three weeks. 

The weird mass hysteria over toilet paper and paper goods also affected me in an unexpected way. I found myself looking at a paper towel and thinking, well, I've only used this corner of it. I can use it again. And I would carefully set it aside for that purpose.

My grandparents lived through the depression. They are long gone now, but as a kid, I would see them hoard bits of wire and string, re-use a kleenex all day, save tag-ends of soap and cooking grease to accumulate in jars and cans. I distinctly remember thinking at the time that this was odd behavior, but I never really made the connection until now. It's not odd at all when you see those empty store shelves.

I was already thinking a lot about this when I encountered an example of how this pandemic has changed our behavior at work too. 

We use a particular kind of disinfectant to clean the necropsy area at the lab. There are many cleaners that will effectively kill the biological agents that we know are present, but lots of those cleaners are corrosive. We use disinfectant in our boot wash and apply disinfectant solution to many different types of metal, plastic, and ceramic surfaces and tools, and we are ourselves exposed to it. We prefer to use neutral types of disinfectants. 

When we started running low on our stock, we placed an order like we always have. And weeks passed. It wasn't available from that vendor. This vendor might have it, but delivery would be in October or later. Another vendor said, yes, we have it, then the next day said, oops, sorry, no we don't. I started evaluating our options. We could use commercial grade bleach but it really was a choice of last resort. Bleach wasn't available from any vendor either but our bacteriology section had some bottles we could have borrowed. Then our Safety Coordinator came up with a bottle of a very concentrated phenol cleaner that nobody else at the lab wanted to use. Just mixing this stuff up into a solution required full PPE to protect the user. I said, I'll take it! We wear full PPE in necropsy anyway. We could make it work. It wouldn't corrode our boots or our metal tools. If things became dire, we could switch to bleach.

Just a few days later, our shipment of neutral disinfectant arrived. After a brief celebration, I told my team to prepare a purchase requisition for more. The new normal is that we need to order supplies and equipment many weeks in advance. We can no longer wait until we actually need something.

Remember how we started: the pandemic has affected us in subtle ways. I decided that we will reserve our precious neutral disinfectant for important things like tables and equipment. And the phenol cleaner will be used for the boot wash bucket, which is mixed and emptied daily. I told my two technicians, both in their late 20s/early 30s, about my grandparents and the Great Depression, but I am sure they didn't understand how that related to using phenol cleaner for the boot wash.

Hoarding. Choosing less desirable items to preserve things we have decided are more desirable. Using less. Not odd behavior at all.