scha·den·freu·de
/ˈSHädənˌfroidə noun.
Pleasure derived by someone from another person's misfortune.
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Having spent the past two years unable to enjoy many pleasures of late middle age (or early old age, if you will) such as vacation travel, outdoor walks, movies, theatre, concerts, restaurant meals with family and friends, etc., because of the pain from multiple vertebral fractures associated with the medical mismanagement of the osteoporosis drug Prolia, I now find much of the world is in the same situation as I am -- trapped at home because of the emergency of the highly contagious and even lethal Corona Virus, COVID-19.
Does this make me feel better? Not really.
Does any of this take away the pain? Of course not!
Do I feel sorry for so many in all walks of life whose activities and livelihoods are so terribly disrupted now?
Certainly I do! And maybe I can empathize more than most, having lived through two years of this myself!
Do I wish any of this on the doctors and staff at University of Chicago whose mismanagement (described elsewhere in this blog) left me with unrelenting pain and disability?
I'll need to think about this. Maybe there could be a bit of schadenfreude here. I'm not all THAT saintly
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