Why I wear a mask. My wife is high risk immunocompromised. For her and others like her I wear a mask. My mother has a pulmonary condition. For her and others like her I wear a mask. My cousin is in chemotherapy. For her and for others like her I wear a mask. It shows care and respect for others.
Wearing a mask is not living on a state of fear, or oppression against my liberties. I am sending a signal of compassion. That your increased safety, even if minimal, is more important than my minor inconvenience. Because I want it to be and feel safer for all of us to get back out and about.
Is it true that viruses are smaller than the holes the fabric so they can still get through? Yes. (Fun fact : viruses have no color because they are smaller than the wavelength of visible light.) Is it also true that a cloth mask likely stops *some* of them in aeresol form? Yes. Some, varying on type and layers of fabric. So some protection is better than none. But don’t let it lull you into a false sense of security either.
Wear the mask. But please also presume it won’t fully protect you. Still act like wearing the mask won’t keep you safe, and take the same precautions. Don’t touch your mask. The virus can live on it for 7 days. Make sure it covers your nose. Did you notice the tests for it are nasal swabs? Don’t pull it down to talk, cough or sneeze. And still keep 6 ft from people you don’t share a house with. Wash those hands a lot. I can’t tell you how many guys I’ve seen leave the bathroom without washing their hands. I’ll get outside for sure, but be respectful and responsible as I do.
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