I have a cousin (step-dad's nephew who Im not particularlyclose with) hospitalized due to the virus. By the time winter is over- damn near everyone is going to know someone who suffered from this virus whether it's a hospitalization, ICU stay, or death. Sad times ahead. Stay diligent, people, and keep your circle very tight ( use precautions when with people outside your household)
This is something I still cannot adjust to 9 months later. Ive seen this firsthand. Im witnessing it happen more and more, and now our ICU is holding patients.
I played a role in converting half our unit over for COVID patients. I had some interesting things to do with supply chain, ironing out small details that may get overlooked, among other things, but I also had to go to other COVID ICUs to examine how theyre handling the patients. A Very, very f***ing sad journey that was. Talking to some of the nurses while so many f***ing people are ventilated and passing all alone. I got home and my wife could tell i was visibly on edge. (I actually heard about my cousin the same day, so yeah, that day can get bent)
Im reminded of a Willie Nelson song that rings true for me, at least. In this song- he sings 'it's not something you get over- only something you get through'. That's the sense I get as this pandemic rolls on. Ill never truly get over what Ive seen, but Ill get through it.
Praying that others dont have to experience this sense of sadness, but Im afraid many of us will.