With a vaccine literally getting authorized today or tomorrow, but with very limited amounts available to the public, I am reminded of Quint's famous monologue from Jaws, where he's talking about his ship, the Indianapolis, was torpedoed and the crew in the water was getting eaten by sharks:
Quint: ... Noon the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us, he swung in low and he saw us. He's a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper, anyway he saw us and come in low. And three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and start to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened? Waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water, three hundred and sixteen men come out, the sharks took the rest, June the 29, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.