Peel Regional Police in Canada spent their Friday night investigating a report that there was an alligator in a storm drainage pond in Brampton, Ontario.
– Area of Creditview Rd/James Potter Rd in #Brampton
– Reports of alligator in storm drainage pond
– Officers on scene searching for 5-6 foot alligator
– I always thought they only had 4 feet…
– Officers are ready to provide Gator-aid
— Peel Regional Police (@PeelPolice) May 2, 2020
– The park will be closed to the public, so that @CityBrampton Animal Services or @ONresources can attend and conduct a search during daylight hours.
— Peel Regional Police (@PeelPolice) May 2, 2020
Though the idea of an animal that is only native to the southern US and China somehow being loose in the Greater Toronto Area is bonkers enough, the story somehow gets both weirder and easier to explain.
According to follow-up tweets by the police, it turns out the animal was actually just a beaver. You know, your standard Canadian animal.
– Animal Control Officers from the City of Brampton have attended.
– Based on video from social media, they have determined that it was a beaver in the water and not an alligator.
— Peel Regional Police (@PeelPolice) May 2, 2020
– Just to be clear, Animal services has attended and also reviewed the video on social media. The animal was observed was determined to be a Beaver.
– Any further inquiries regarding the video/incident can be directed to Brampton Animal Control
— Peel Regional Police (@PeelPolice) May 2, 2020
Just for reference, the average North American beaver is around a metre long, including its tail. Your average American alligator on the other hand? About triple that size.
Which opens up the whole situation to even more questions including “How do you confuse a beaver for an alligator?”, “What is happening in Brampton?” and “Is social isolation melting all our brains?”.
Twitter users seemed to be just as confused because they reacted with a mix of joy and confusion.
How in the world is there an alligator on the loose in Brampton? 😂
— Mahendra (@mahendram95) May 2, 2020
Only in Canada does a city freak out thinking there’s an alligator in a storm drain and it turns out to be a beaver.
— Pulse (@pulseidiot) May 2, 2020
Question of the day..how does one mistake a beaver for an alligator? 😨 #brampton
— gab.ai/libour (@_libour_) May 2, 2020
Someone also linked to the alleged video that sparked the investigation.
You can’t really discern anything from the video and no hate to the girl recording but she doesn’t seem like the sharpest tool in the shed, so it probably is a beaver afterall. pic.twitter.com/UhuDMBbRJV
— m (@friedchickenl0l) May 2, 2020
And of course, the reported Brampton Alligator now has a Twitter account.
Oh so now it’s a crime to go swimming?!?
— Brampton Alligator (@BramptonAlliga1) May 2, 2020
It’s 2020, so all of this just might as well happen at this point, right? At least it spices up social distancing.
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Tabitha Brown is giving us all some much-needed comfort during the coronavirus pandemic.
The 41-year-old actress is rapidly winning over people on social media with her TikTok videos that invite us into her kitchen — and heart — with her warm, Southern accent. Since joining the app in March, Brown has gained 2.5 million followers with her combination of vegan cooking tutorials, motivational messages and videos with her family.
She’s created more than just a food blog. She’s created a sense of comfort, joy and hope at a time when so much feels so uncertain. And she’s been able to give her audience virtual hugs while staying true to her purpose.
“Baby, stop trying to fit in when clearly you were meant to stand out,” she says in one of her more popular non-food-related videos, a testament to her journey. Since going viral on the Gen Z-dominated platform, Brown has shared more than 100 videos displaying her infectious charm and showing how to properly use seasonings “like so, like that,” and adding lots of lime juice to guacamole “cause that’s our business.”
She’s signed with Creative Arts Agency, a dream of hers that was 15 years in the making. Though Brown is seeing success now, her path wasn’t linear. She never really knew how to cook and she definitely didn’t want to make videos for the internet. But she said that listening to God has led her to get out of her comfort zone and win the hearts of millions.
Brown has wanted to act since she was a little girl watching play Rudy Huxtable on “The Cosby Show.” She found her calling early as she began performing in school plays, at church and in community theater. Brown and her husband, Chance, moved to Los Angeles from Eden, North Carolina, in 1998 so she could pursue a career in acting, but she was unprepared, she told HuffPost, so she moved back to North Carolina.
The plan was to move back to Los Angeles in a year, but that year turned into nearly five and a forgotten dream. Thanks to a nudge from God in the form of a literal dream and a supportive husband, they were able to move back to L.A. in 2004.
After her second move to LA, her mother was diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. It altered life as she knew it.
“My world stopped,” she said. She found herself back in North Carolina for long periods to help care for her mom until she died in 2007. “During that time, it was very eye-opening for me as far as how short life is, and it started making me look at the world a little different,” she said. “However, I still wasn’t free within myself.”
On top of dealing with her mom being sick, she had to deal with overcoming the obstacle of not aligning with the very homogenous look and sound that Hollywood wanted.
“I was still covering my accent because that’s what my agents had told me was necessary. And also, working in corporate America for a while, you learn to do that to be accepted,” she said. “I was always natural, but I would wear my hair very straight. I would flat iron it every day, wear it long and straight. And to have this one look that was acceptable, right? And constantly starving myself and trying to be skinny, working out crazy and barely eating and taking all kinds of diet pills, trying to fit into this look of Hollywood.”
Brown’s wake-up call to stop conforming came when she got sick in 2016. She had chronic fatigue and a headache for a year and seven months. Doctors weren’t able to diagnose the ailment. Brown eventually fell into a deep depression.
“I really thought I was going to die, and I was in a really dark, dark place of depression and anxiety and of asking God, ‘Why you even keep waking me up? I’m exhausted with this life,’” she recalled. “And I feel like when you get so far to the bottom and you get so far into that dark space, when you look back, you never want to go back there if you come out of it.”
Then she had a “come-to-Jesus moment.” She prayed, “God, I’ve been sick for so long, but if you heal me, I’ll do whatever you ask and you can have me.” She said she felt released from the former version of herself (“old Tab,” as she puts it). She had a revelation that she was probably sick because she was suffocating the real her.
“I decided, ‘You know what? No more trying to be somebody who was trying to fit in when I was always meant to stand out,’” she said. “This is who I am, and honey, people are either going to love it or they’re going to hate you. I ain’t going to try to talk proper no more. I mean, I’m an actress, so if I have to for a role or a character, then I’ll develop that character. But if not, honey, this is who you’re going to get. And so, I just made a choice to be free.”
In August 2017, Brown’s daughter, Choyce, suggested she try veganism after watching the documentary “What The Health” at school. Since the medicines doctors prescribed her weren’t helping, she decided to try a 30-day vegan challenge with Chance. Within the first 10 days, her fatigue and headache went away. Though Chance didn’t make the change, Brown decided to go vegan full-time.
“I always tell people that I used to think vegan meant skinny, honey, but let me tell you, it don’t mean that because Tab is big. Okay?” she said.
But her physical health wasn’t the only transformation for Brown. On the road to healing, she had a dream that she saw herself on a TV show with short hair. She woke up confused, as she hadn’t been auditioning while she was sick and she couldn’t make out which show it was. She prayed about it and said God told her to “start doing videos.”
“I was offended. I thought people who did videos were never taken serious in Hollywood,” she told HuffPost.
She was skeptical, but remembered the promise she made to God at the peak of her illness.
“And he told me, ‘If you start doing videos, you’ll reach thousands in minutes.’ And I was so hesitant because I didn’t have thousands of followers,” she continued. “But I live a life of obedience, now more so than ever. And when you are desperate for healing and you prayed a specific prayer, then you do what he has asked. And that is what kept me being consistent. Looking back over my life every time I’ve ever heard the voice or saw a sign or had a dream, I’ve always had this feeling of a calling on my life.”
The mother of two began posting videos on Facebook. In December 2017, Brown posted one of her first videos that would go viral. The video was an impromptu review of Whole Foods’ TTLA sandwich (tempeh, tomato, lettuce and avocado). Brown’s convincing review led to the viral TTLA challenge in which people recorded themselves trying the sandwich for the first time.
Whole Foods then hired Brown as an ambassador. She appeared in commercials and traveled around the country to talk about veganism. Since then, she’s appeared in various roles, including a guest spot in a January episode of “Will and Grace.”
In March, Choyce told her mom that she should create a TikTok page. Brown was hesitant until her Whole Foods colleague suggested it as well, saying that people would love her personality on the app. Choyce taught her mom, who really only wanted to join to learn the Renegade dance, how to use the app and ever since, Brown has been blessing her followers with her unique and welcoming personality.
“I was literally shocked at all the response that I got, and the outpour from the younger generation of kids and teenagers blew my mind that they felt love for me,” she said. “And then, it became something more of a responsibility to me to them, because I read comments and I look at the responses, and I’m blown away at how many people need love.”
Her dream role is to play America’s mom. “I always say I’m the new Clair Huxtable meets Roseanne right in the middle,” she said. Her goal is to have her own show, ideally a scripted comedy similar to “The Bernie Mac Show.” She also wants to help make Hollywood more authentic so people know that being themselves is enough.
“I can’t stop. That’s why I’ve never stopped because I believe, I truly believe that this was meant for my life,” she said. “Now, it’s blowing my mind every day, though, that it keeps happening. I can’t imagine some of the things that have happened already. It just blows my mind. But I’ve always believed that I’m supposed to do this.”
Some of the world’s most populous countries have reported worrisome new peaks in infections amid easing coronavirus lockdowns.
If you’ve ever struggled with body image or wished you could change specific things about your appearance, you’ve probably heard someone say, “It’s only a big deal to you, no one else notices!”
Often, that’s true, but just as often it’s unhelpful ― we care what other people think, sure, but these issues are rooted in the way we view ourselves. That’s why the issue is also playing out during COVID-19 quarantine: We’re all staying home and out of sight of other people, and yet for many, body dysmorphia and body dissatisfaction are more intense than ever.
However, there’s no need to let these feelings swirl around in your head unchecked. Here’s why you may be experiencing this issue, plus some expert advice on how to manage feelings of body dysmorphia amid everything happening right now:
First, know that body dysmorphia exists on a spectrum, and low levels of it are common.
If you’ve never heard the term “body dysmorphia,” here’s a quick explainer: “Body dysmorphia is essentially the intense preoccupation with some perceived flaw in physical appearance that’s either small or not even observable to others,” said Jenny Weinar, a Philadelphia-based psychotherapist and director of Home Body Therapy.
The “flaw” might be a small one you believe is much more noticeable than it is, or something that isn’t actually there at all. “It could be a fixation on the skin, asymmetry in the face or body, obsession with proportions or musculature, or something like that. Or, it could be weight- or size-related,” Weinar said.
Ideally, none of us would have these negative feelings about our bodies, but low-level body dysmorphia is common.
“Many folks may feel dissatisfied with some aspects of their body, but the amount of distress or preoccupation related to those thoughts varies considerably from person to person,” said Becca Eckstein, a licensed psychotherapist and the executive director of Veritas Collaborative’s Adult Hospital in Durham, North Carolina.
There’s a lot of fear-mongering right now around weight gain and bodily changes in quarantine. I think people are just thinking about their appearance more in general, and have more time and space to fixate on it.Jenny Weinar, Philadelphia-based psychotherapist
People who have eating disorders often experience extreme body dysmorphia, typically related to size and weight. And body dysmorphic disorder (BDD) is a separate diagnosis that exists on the OCD spectrum, characterized by body dysmorphia so intense that it causes severe distress and interferes with daily life without eating disorder behaviors.
Anyone who suspects they have an eating disorder or BDD ― or if their issues with their body are intensely interrupting their daily life ― should seek help from a licensed therapist who specializes in treating the relevant disorder.
A crisis can trigger body dysmorphia, even if you don’t have BDD or an eating disorder.
“Just like there are traits of subclinical anxiety or depression, people can experience body dysmorphia, body distress, that doesn’t meet the diagnostic criteria,” Eckstein said.
“Right now, that body distress could be exacerbated because anxiety in general is so high for folks, and there are certainly additional stressors at play,” like fear and uncertainty over what’s happening in the world, adjusting to a new routine, and not having a clear delineation between work and home, Eckstein continued.
“We’re sitting dead center in the middle of a crisis and traumatic event,” added Ebony Butler, an Austin, Texas-based licensed psychologist and food relationship strategist.
What’s happening is completely out of our control, so we naturally turn our anxieties about it around on ourselves. “If there was already some pre-existing issue with appearance, weight or body, then that might be the thing that consumes you,” Butler said. “It’s something you think you have most control over ― even if you don’t ― so you rush towards it.”
Establish a routine or distract yourself to keep your mind from fixating on your body.
“Right now, we don’t have the simple distractions of going to work, going to the mall, going to dinner to hang out with friends. We’re stuck with ourselves,” Butler said.
Negative body thoughts that would typically get interrupted in everyday life might now be going unchecked. Any kind of routine, mundane as it may seem, provides some distraction.
“Creating some kind of structure would be useful: meals and snacks at a similar time each day, waking up at a similar time each day,” Eckstein added. “Creating that kind of internal compass is helpful in not letting your mind wander too much.”
It almost sounds too easy, but simply giving your brain something else to focus on can also help silence body dysmorphia. And, while lots of things are off-limits right now, there’s plenty you can do at home to distract yourself for a little while.
“If your mind is going places that feel unhelpful, cook a new recipe, buy a craft kit off Etsy, FaceTime a friend, or watch a favourite movie,” Eckstein said.
You don’t need to be doing all the things, all the time (another pressure that many of us are feeling in quarantine), but having some go-to activities can help keep your mind from wandering to places that don’t feel good.
Be present when you’re on Zoom or FaceTime. That is, try not to focus on your own face.
The way we connect to others has shifted dramatically. Now when we’re in a meeting or at “happy hour,” we’re not just looking at the people we’re with—we’re also looking at our own faces.
“I’ve been hearing that from a lot of clients in particular, how hard it is to be looking at themselves all the time, and comparing their faces to other people’s faces, noticing expressions,” Weinar said.
If you find yourself focusing mostly on your own face when you’re in a virtual meeting, the first step is to bring awareness to that. Then, handle it in the way that feels best to you.
“For some people, it might actually help to keep seeing yourself, to try and desensitize yourself to your appearance that way,” Weinar said.
She says it can be helpful to offer neutral observations of your own appearance (although probably not while you’re in the middle of a work meeting): My hair is brown, my eyes are green, I have a mole on my left cheek, etc.
For other people, so much exposure to their own appearance might be too much.
“It might be helpful to actually cover your face on the Zoom call with a post-it note or something, to practice being fully present with the other people in the call, and to build that muscle before you reintroduce seeing yourself so often,” Weinar said.
Limit your time on social media.
Surprise, surprise: Social media is another huge trigger for body dysmorphia. Many people are spending more time than ever scrolling through photos on Instagram or Facebook, both as a way to feel connected and a response to boredom.
“What we’re seeing are a lot of ‘perfect’ bodies, a lot of ‘perfect’ pictures,” Butler said, noting that there’s really no such thing. “It makes us over-focus on those things more than we normally would.”
Think about it. Before we were all stuck at home, we were exposed to hundreds of real-life bodies every day; now, the only exposure to other bodies (outside our household) we have is through carefully selected images. We’re also inundated with at-home workout ideas and tips for “avoiding quarantine weight gain” (eyeroll), which can trigger body image distress.
Limit your exposure, and call social media out for what it is. “Social media is about aesthetics,” Butler said. Plenty of the “perfect” pictures are posted by people who are also struggling, and who may not actually look like that in real life. Of course, we all know this, but “we’re so consumed with our own flaws, so triggered by these images of other bodies, that we can’t rationally break things down.”
Unfollow anyone who makes your feel bad about yourself, or just mute them if they’re a real-life friend. And, set a daily time limit on your social media use.
Move in ways that feel good.
Actually moving your body can be another way to shift your thoughts away from your appearance. Eckstein warned that anyone with or in recovery from an eating disorder should talk to their treatment team before engaging in any new kind of movement, as even gentle activities might be dangerous.
For anyone who is otherwise healthy, mindful movement like yoga and stretching can help you feel more in tune with how your body moves and feels, and take some focus off of how it looks.
More strenuous forms of exercise can do this, as well, if you’re doing them for the right reasons. Exercising to change or punish your body will only exacerbate feelings of body dysmorphia. But using movement as a way to blow off steam, experience some normalcy, or get in touch with your body can be helpful.
Most importantly, be kind to yourself.
We’re all especially anxious right now, and it’s not surprising that some of that anxiety might manifest as body dysmorphia.
“There’s a lot of fear-mongering right now around weight gain and bodily changes in quarantine,” Weinar said. “I think people are just thinking about their appearance more in general, and have more time and space to fixate on it.”
Over time, you can work toward tuning out those negative body messages. In the meantime, the advice above can help you shut down distressing body thoughts whenever they pop up.
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As if you needed another reason to put down your phone, it turns out the blue light emitted by your cellphone and computer screens can not only make it harder to fall asleep at night, it could be damaging your skin, too.
Blue light, the kind emitted from screens, is a type of high energy visible light, or HEV. While blue light is strongest from environmental sources like the sun, there are studies that show electronic screens can have similar effects.
But first, it’s important to note that the light from your screen isn’t as harmful as a day spent at the pool. The sun is still the biggest enemy when it comes to long term dangers like DNA damage and skin cancer.
“Blue light causes a slightly different type of damage. It causes generation of reactive oxygen species which damages collagen, causes wrinkling, pigment changes and laxity,” said Michele Farber, a dermatologist at Schweiger Dermatology Group in New York. The sun, on the other hand, causes photoaging to a greater degree than blue light, and can also induce skin cancers, she said.
Blue light hasn’t been shown to cause skin cancer. In fact, in medical settings it’s used to prevent skin cancer. But cosmetic dermatologist Kenneth Mark, who has practices in New York and Colorado, warned that blue light can “increase signs of aging, such as hyperpigmentation, collagen breakdown, redness, inflammation, swelling/edema and oxidative stress in the form of free radicals.”
“Blue light has been shown to generate reactive oxygen species, causing damage to collagen, inflammation and pigment changes,” noted Farber.
Blue light’s sleep-disrupting qualities have a direct effect on skin, too: “Watching TV and using our phones at night also disrupts our sleep-wake cycle, and lack of sleep also results in hormone fluctuations that can flare skin conditions and can accelerate aging,” Farber said.
Even exposure time as short as an hour can cause oxidative stress in skin cells that leads to aging. Other studies show that humans are exposed to enough blue light in the course of a normal day to decrease carotenoids (an antioxidant) in skin, which increases free radicals (which can cause skin damage).
Keep in mind that many studies have been small, so more data is needed to confirm the full extent of blue light’s effects on skin. But preliminary results show that it can be significant enough to warrant action.
Blue light’s not all bad ― it has benefits
During the day, blue light can be a good thing. It boosts energy and mood, and keeps us awake. But don’t go sticking your face in front of your phone for an at-home spa session.
“The difference is controlled vs. uncontrolled light exposure,” Farber said. “Blue light used as LED therapy in an office has a wavelength of 415 nanometers, which is clinically proven to help decrease inflammation and bacteria in acne, and can also help treat other skin conditions including precancerous lesions. However, the blue light that we are exposed to in the environment has a broader spectrum. The full range, rather than the single wavelength, of high-energy visible light is the cause of accelerated photoaging and skin concerns related to blue light.”
How to protect yourself from potential damage
The good news is that you don’t need to buy a new skin care product to protect yourself.
“The best protection is to minimize exposure by utilizing the blue light filters on the phone,” Mark said. There are free apps that reduce blue light (I use Night Shift on my Mac and iPhone), and you can buy screen protectors that block blue light, too. For your eyes, Farber suggests blue-light blocking glasses.
But to fully protect yourself, use sunscreens specifically formulated to block blue light. Not all will.
“Pick sunscreens that have a broad spectrum to protect your skin,” Farber suggested. “Physical blockers with titanium dioxide and zinc oxide help reflect light rays to offer broad protection against UV and high-energy visible light.”
The newest sunscreens protect skin without the heavy, white cast of zinc oxide, and many have skin-healthy features, too.
“SkinBetter Sunbetter Sheer SPF 56 Sunscreen Stick is a great option,” Farber said. (Her practice promotes the $45, 0.7-ounce stick.) “Sunscreens with tint can add another layer of protection because they typically contain iron oxides that cover the blue light spectrum.” She also suggests Revision Intellishade TruPhysical for its antioxidants and blendability. “Don’t forget your vitamin C serums, as this is another layer of antioxidant and environmental protection,” she added.
Many of Supergoop’s sunscreens protect against blue light, including Supergoop Unseen Sunscreen with SPF 40, which uses red algae to protect skin.
So, while it can feel pointless to put on sunscreen for days spent inside staring at computer screens or scrolling through phones, don’t forget to protect your skin from blue light. Even if only by downloading an app.
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Arguably, the biggest social trend to come out of lockdown is TikTok. Kids used it before the national pandemic, but now all generations are starring in short, viral videos to entertain themselves during the coronavirus crisis. And one of the most popular pairs on there? The parent-child duo.
Mums, dads, and their kids are busying themselves each week with the latest dances on the social media app, whether it’s the simple shoulder-to-shoulder move, flipping the switch and wearing each other’s clothes, or mastering the foot shake.
Of course, celebs are getting involved, too. Victoria Beckham shared a video of herself dancing to… herself (‘Spice Up Your Life’) with her 15-year-old son Romeo, in the kitchen; while Reese Witherspoon was taught how to “dap” by her teenage son, Deacon Phillippe. The older generations are getting in on the act, with Dame Judi Dench and her grandson Sam Williams joining in.
So what’s all the fuss about? And why has lockdown brought out the dancer in us all? We spoke to parent-child duos to see what training was like, what went right – and what went very, very wrong.
‘I didn’t decide to use TikTok, I was made to!’
Kelly Attree, 37, from Essex, has been TikTok-ing with her daughter Yasmin, 13
“We love a bit of TikTok, although I’m not very good,” says Kelly. “They’re actually really hard… well, for me, anyway. Yas is always trying to get me to learn a new dance!”
It might look like this duo nailed the dance first time, but don’t be fooled. “It took us over two hours to learn it, and many attempts to record it without going wrong,” she says. “Actually, most of the time it was Yas going wrong. But, hey – we got 83 likes and 248 views!”
Kelly says she didn’t “decide” to use TikTok, so much as being “made” to by Yasmin. And in one video, Yasmin even managed to get three generations of the family involved by persuading her grandmother, Jackie, to join them. “It’s great fun, though, and takes up a lot of time when you have it spare,” the mum adds.
As for the dances, Kelly says they choose the ones that are trending at the time. “We even got on the ‘for you’ page – I don’t know what that means, but am told it’s a good thing!” she says.
‘Before lockdown I found it really annoying, but now I love it!’
Kim Swead, 43, from north London, is doing TikTok with her youngest son, Bailey, 10
Before lockdown, Kim found TikTok really annoying. “My youngest son loves dancing and he started using it at Christmas,” she says. “He couldn’t stand still without doing hand movements and dances to songs. And then lockdown happened and suddenly I thought, maybe I should get involved.”
The mum-of-two says she thought it was something she and her son could do together. “We’ve never been a ‘crafty’ family,” she says, “and I don’t do domesticated stuff like baking, but this I can do. And I enjoy it!”
Kim says her eldest son has “disowned her completely”, but she’s managed to persuade her husband, James, to do one.
How does she choose the dances, then? “I pick them based on what’s easy,” she says. “Bailey has had to teach me, but he doesn’t have any patience. He can watch them and pick it up straight away. But it takes me a long time to pick up the movements!”
The duo did a hilarious, NSFW rendition of ‘Let It Go’ from Frozen – “Yep need to rein in the potty mouth after lockdown,” she laughs. “I’m aware it’s not the best example set.”
Kim doesn’t want to be “TikTok famous”, but she does love the reaction she’s getting. “As an extrovert, I’m not coping well with lockdown. But making these, sharing them and getting feedback from friends saying they like it, helps,” she says. “Bailey isn’t too young to be embarrassed, he’s happy with me doing it – he even put the hashtag #coolmum on one of them!”
‘We’ve even got the family dog involved!’
Carra Kane, 45, from Wimbledon, has been using TikTok with her daughter Jadyn, 13.
“Jadyn told me to watch TikTok and find videos I liked,” Carra tells HuffPost UK. “She’d say, ‘what about this move?’ And I’d look at what she’s doing and say ‘yes’ or ‘no’!”
The first few times Carra and her daughter filmed a video, it took them five or more takes. But soon, they got the hang of it and their views started to rack up. “People kept asking where the rest of the family was, so we had to get everyone involved – the dog, Candy, too,” she says.
Jadyn says it isn’t embarrassing making videos with her mum. “When I first downloaded TikTok I wasn’t sure what it was, but my mum decided we could use it to make cute videos together,” she says. “It’s been a really good bonding experience!”
The 13-year-old says she hasn’t seen any of her friends do it with their families, so she likes that they are doing something different. “We’ll probably carry on, even after lockdown!”
The only real problem has been finding time to practise and record their dance, says Carra. “Jadyn will ask to do it at the wrong time, like when I’m cooking dinner, and then it’s hard to coordinate! It needs to be the right time.
“It’s definitely given us more opportunities to have fun during lockdown that aren’t ‘typical’,” she adds. “We love playing cards and games as a family, but this was something Jadyn and I could do together – just as mum and daughter.”
‘I just wanted to bond with my son’
Cameron Boyd, 25, from Los Angeles has teamed up with his eight-year-old son on his latest TikTok.
In slight reverse, Cameron had his own TikTok account before the pandemic, but he decided to get his eight-year-old son involved while they were in quarantine together for some bonding time.
The father-son duo haven’t done a dance yet, but they did reenact a scene where a “panda” [a.k.a dad] came to scare the eight-year-old at night. “He had the cool idea to do the video,” says Cameron.
“I just wanted to bond with him and make a TikTok during this pandemic to help ease his mind off of how dangerous it is to be outside at these times,” he says.
They’ve only done one together, but they’re plotting to make more soon.
What am I binge watching? A fucking toddler. You?
— Molly McNearney (@mollymcnearney) April 26, 2020
Nobody has a better bedside manner than a kid who’s trying to get their sibling they just punched to stop crying before their parents hear.
— Arianna Bradford (@TheNYAMProject) April 25, 2020
Just walked in on my boyfriend singing a lullaby to our daughter while putting her to sleep….the lullaby was Buy you a drank by T-Pain
— MacKenzieSharpe (@cKenzieMae) April 28, 2020
The most exciting thing about having kids is never knowing when they will decide to leap onto your body unexpectedly and injure you.
— Mommy Owl (@Lhlodder) April 25, 2020
My 4yo just looked up from her breakfast and said “uh daddy, I ordered fruit, too” so there’s at least one dine-in restaurant still in operation during the lockout.
— mark (@TheCatWhisprer) April 26, 2020
Accidently wrote “henceforth” in an answer on my third grader’s social study quiz and the teacher is suspicious.
— Simon Holland (@simoncholland) April 29, 2020
Had a big argument with our 6 year old:
6: I’M NEVER SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN!
Me: What did you say?
6: I SAID I’M NEVER SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN!
Me: Ha you just did! Haha!
— ThreeTimeDaddy (@threetimedaddy) May 1, 2020
My daughter had a Zoom class yesterday. The teacher’s internet went out, so one of the kids was made the default host. He muted everyone, pretended to teach the class, and then just said “fart” over and over until the teacher was able to join back. It was amazing.
— Todd Coleman (@todd_coleman) April 29, 2020
Me, before kids: It might be cool to be famous.
Me, after kids: It might be cool to be one of those Dateline dads who fakes his own death.
— A Bearer Of Dad News (@HomeWithPeanut) April 28, 2020
Homeschooling is tough. For example, today I had to tell my son he didn’t make our baseball team.
— Jessie (@mommajessiec) April 29, 2020
I was telling my kids about the time in 1996, after just moving to Atlanta, I got lost and it took me 5 hours to get home because I didn’t have a map.
My son said, “What do you mean map? Like a National Treasure map?”
— Lady Lawya (@Parkerlawyer) April 30, 2020
Kids book: I got dressed today all by myself did you?
4: No we don’t get dressed anymore
— Professional Worrier (@pro_worrier_) April 30, 2020
If you have three kids that’s four people you have to keep hydrated that’s crazy
— Bunmi Laditan (@HonestToddler) April 30, 2020
9-year-old: Can we watch all the Marvel movies?
Me, pre-quarantine: We don’t have time.
Me, now: Okay, but only five per day.
— James Breakwell, Exploding Unicorn (@XplodingUnicorn) April 26, 2020
My son drew abs on his stomach with a sharpie and then fell asleep holding a bag of Doritos and I think we finally have the hero we all deserve.
— Maryfairyboberry (@MaryJustice86) April 28, 2020
It’s honestly astounding how many times my kid can say “Mom” “Mommy” “ Mama” in a row. 😳🤯😱
— Reese Witherspoon (@ReeseW) April 30, 2020
Making a fort with your kids is 97.7% adjusting, readjusting, and rage readjusting pillows and blankets and 2.3% bliss for the 30 seconds that they actually stay in there.
— Snarky Mommy (@SnarkyMommy78) May 1, 2020
If you see my kid on zoom in the same clothes he’s been wearing the past five days mind your business our homeschool has a uniform.
— Marriage And Martinis (@MarriageMartini) April 23, 2020
In today’s episode of my preschool plays “mommy,” she gave her “baby” a bath.
I about died when I heard her start yelling, “HOLD YOUR HEAD BACK AND THE SOAP WONT GET INTO YOUR EYES!!”
— MomTransparenting (@momtransparent1) April 29, 2020
Child: Mom I need to bring two dozen cookies to school today.
Wife: Um. You homeschool now.
Me [whispering into child’s ear]: tell her that the teacher said if you don’t bring them you’ll fail
— Rodney Lacroix (@RodLacroix) April 30, 2020
If your 3yo cries for 45 min cause she wants to stay on the toilet but she doesn’t want to stay on the toilet and she wants to wipe but she doesn’t want to wipe and she wants you to stay but she doesn’t want you to stay, letting her have cookies for breakfast is called self-care.
— Snarky Mommy (@SnarkyMommy78) April 25, 2020
10: You’ve been swearing a lot more during quarantine.
Me: Actually it’s the same amount as always. You’re just around me more.
— The Alex Nevil (@TheAlexNevil) April 26, 2020
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On my way home from my first night shift on the “COVID wards,” I was struck by the stillness of 3rd Avenue. The cool air hit my now-unmasked face for the first time in several hours. I felt refreshed, perhaps more awake than I had felt hours earlier in the midst of caring for a quickly declining patient.
Mrs. L was suffering from multi-organ failure. My team had helped keep her alive through the night, but it was hard to tell if we had made a lasting difference.
With the cold air on my face, I felt invigorated. After weeks of anxiously reading the news and wondering how far this crisis would progress, I finally was on the “front lines” as an ophthalmology resident working on the medicine wards caring for patients with COVID-19.
My thoughts were interrupted as a middle-aged man suddenly approached me on the sidewalk, blocking my path. “Thank you for everything you’re doing,” he said. I flinched; as a seasoned New Yorker, I’m suspicious of any stranger approaching me. “You’re a hero!” he said, before heading back to his car. Continuing my walk home, I responded almost inaudibly, “You’re welcome.”
The next night, we were less successful. Despite our best efforts, Mrs. L appeared to be dying. Other patients were sick, too. Drawing upon muscle memory from my time as an intern nearly two years ago, I found myself inserting nasogastric tubes, drawing arterial blood gases, calling a cardiology consult, pushing intravenous medications, and placing countless orders.
Amid the chaos, there was barely time to consider the implications of Mrs. L’s clinical status. When it finally became clear that there was nothing more we could do, the hardest part was calling her daughter in the middle of the night and breaking the news.
I spent my first year as a doctor at a cancer hospital, which had required me to learn the language that doctors use when patients are at the end of life, but the sudden and unique nature of this situation made it especially challenging. Mrs. L’s daughter had been unable to visit the hospital in prior days, given the new visitation restrictions.
Mrs. L died. Walking out of her room after pronouncing her deceased, I found her nurse in the workstation. She had tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. I offered her the words of comfort I also needed to hear: “We did all that we could,” and “She’s no longer suffering.” To compose myself for whatever would happen next, I headed to the workroom on 10 West, where I ate a pudding from a bag with a note that said, “Thank You Healthcare Heroes!”
I could barely taste it.
I had volunteered for this. Knowing the risks, I felt a personal obligation to help my colleagues on the front lines. My passion for medicine had never just been about ophthalmology, and I viewed this opportunity to serve outside my specialty as a privilege to be able to help our patient population and to support our physician community.
But what was the best way to help? Was there a role for an ophthalmology resident? As I mulled over these thoughts, I recalled what I had read about Dr. Li Wenliang, an ophthalmologist in China who had made international news when he raised alarms about the virus. His warnings were not based on a clinical trial or an epidemiological study ― he simply spoke out based on his clinical judgment and observations and did what he thought was right. He was a doctor first, not “just” an ophthalmologist.
The example he set was a reminder that when the moment is right, I should trust my instincts and act to help others. It was with this motivation that I offered myself in service — this was a chance to shape my career not just as an ophthalmologist, but also simply as a physician.
As the nights went on, I learned more and more about the disease named “COVID-19.” It led to some unexpected outcomes and some puzzling findings. Patients might appear fine, then rapidly decompensate. There were blood clots. Escalating inflammatory markers heralded the onset of end-organ failure and in many cases, death. We gave hydroxychloroquine with azithromycin, but then we stopped the azithromycin based on new evidence. Patients were enrolled in what seemed like mysterious trials of viral replication inhibitors and immunotherapies. Was any of it working? I could hardly tell.
The traditional exam with a stethoscope barely mattered — instead, there was the increased work of breathing, the breathlessness, the accessory muscle use, the slowly declining oxygen saturation numbers listed as percentages like test scores at the bedside. Ninety-three percent was good, 90% was good enough, but someone with a lower score needed extra help.
I, too, felt frequently out of breath after taking the stairs in an N95 mask and face shield, and after nearly yelling to ask patients questions over the loud hum of the various oxygen delivery devices ― nasal cannulas, non-rebreathers, high flow nasal cannulas, and BiPAPs. Presumably, the patient can’t hear you while intubated, but sometimes we’d try to talk to them.
The faceless interactions of my masked, gowned, gloved, and goggled self with the patient’s own adornments of oxygen tubing and masks made it hard to really communicate. My words had no face; I was just the pair of eyes that I once saw reflected from the window, superimposed on a glimmer of Manhattan’s lights. And as patients attempted to speak, oxygen fought its way in the other direction across the vocal cords toward the infected lungs, and the mouth formed words without sound.
It was so difficult to even talk to my patients. Was I doing anything at all?
“I want you to know that we’re all praying for you and appreciate you,” a lady said as she approached me, as I was sipping my coffee on a Central Park bench the evening before another shift. “You and all the other doctors, you’re all heroes,” she finished. This time, I felt less shy. I thanked her, and I felt pride swell up in my chest. Upon entering the hospital that evening, I could hear the now-routine 7:00 p.m. applause and cheering.
Later the following week, I found out that Mr. F, one of the doormen in my old building, a hospital-owned apartment building filled with young physicians, had died from the coronavirus. My feelings of pride suddenly turned to guilt. Had we done this to him? As unwitting vectors of this virus, moving to and from the hospital, perhaps we had exposed him. If not for us, I could not help but think, he would still be alive.
He had greeted me on countless late nights as I hurried to and from one of the hospitals while on call. He had delivered our packages, accepted our food deliveries, called up as friends had arrived. Those days are over now. There is no more routine ophthalmology, no more social gatherings, and more horrifying of all, there is no more Mr. F. This is the reality of the virus — it kills those that are more vulnerable, those that we too often walk past.
My feelings of pride suddenly turned to guilt. … As unwitting vectors of this virus, moving to and from the hospital, perhaps we had exposed him. If not for us, I could not help but think, he would still be alive.
To me, it was a privilege to volunteer on the so-called front lines. First and foremost, it was a choice — but for many other physicians and nurses, it has not been. I also think often of the numerous essential workers who have little choice in the matter, whose role has transformed into one of daily risk and fear of infection.
The hero who worked as a doorman in my building was one of them, and so many of my patients were, as well. The more work I did in the hospital, the more I became humbled by the tremendous work that others were doing, the ones who could not take a break until the pandemic has ended.
We can all be helpers, and we all have a role to play as this crisis continues to unfold. The words of encouragement, the donations of food and personal protective equipment have been nothing short of inspiring. I can only hope that the teamwork and collaboration that has taken place during this time will continue, and that we will pay more attention to those in our communities that we tend to overlook or take for granted.
As I prepare to return to my duties in ophthalmology, caring for the vision-threatening emergencies that still can occur during the pandemic, I’m simply glad to have played a part. But the next time someone calls me a hero, I hope I am quick enough to respond, “I am not the hero, but let me tell you about some people who are…”
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Years into her quasi-retirement from the screen, Cameron Diaz has made her long-awaited return to acting to punch us all collectively in the face ― and, honestly, at this point we’ll take it.
Forget that recent “Charlie’s Angels” reboot ― sincerest apologies to the KStew hive ― because two out of three stars of the famed action trio have united alongside a bunch of A-list actors and stuntwomen for the hashtag #BossBitchChallenge.
Featuring the talents of Diaz, her onetime co-star Drew Barrymore, Rosario Dawson, Margot Robbie, Scarlet Johansson, Rosie Perez, Florence Pugh, Halle Berry, Lucy Lawless, Zoe Saldana and many more, the video is the basically the most ambitious crossover event of lockdown.
Proving that celebrities can actually produce some good content in isolation, the supreme stuntwoman of our times, Zoe Bell, organized the all-out and all-female brawl for your viewing pleasure.
The “Death Proof” star kicks off the virtual fight with an all-too-relatable sentiment: “I’m so bored! I just want to play with my friends!”
Then, in quick succession, each of the women punch, elbow and kick each other through the screen with help from some increasingly creative props thanks to the magic of video and sound editing.
Our favourite moment? Pugh hesitating breaking some precious quarantine wine over someone’s head and opting instead for a doggie chew toy.
The video arrives after students from a French school dedicated to teaching stuntwork shared a viral clip of themselves trading blows in a similar fashion that’s since racked up millions of views.
“So much fun to participate in @therealzoebell’s #BossBitchFightChallenge,” Diaz wrote over the weekend in a rare Instagram post alongside the video. “Fun way to fight boredom with some badass babes!”
Barrymore added that she was #proudtobewithalltheladies in a separate post.
And speaking of “Charlie’s Angels,” there’s one action icon that was inexcusably not featured in the clip.
Lucy Liu, please contact your agent immediately.