Quarantine journals: March 31

184,183 diagnosed. 3,721 deaths (more than 9-11). 6,043 recovered. ***** A calm hovers over the panic. Do you feel it? People helping people. People cheering us on. Several local Sunday small groups made signs for us nurses, signs saying we are brave and strong and heroes, and when we came to work Monday morning theyContinue reading “Quarantine journals: March 31”

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A tale of two cities: a nurse in the midst of COVID

It was the best of times… …buds on trees and people walking their dogs and riding their bikes and setting groceries on the stoops of shut ins and dads playing with their kids on front lawns on sunny spring days and seamstresses sewing masks and the camaraderie of nurses and doctors and RTs and PTsContinue reading “A tale of two cities: a nurse in the midst of COVID”

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An open letter to survivors in the midst of COVID-19

Once upon a time I had a duck. Her name was Pricilla. Well, she wasn’t actually my duck. But, she had built a nest in the bushes under our tree, so I considered her mine. She was a delightful mama mallard, all dappled brown feathers and chocolate chip eyes. My sons were tinies at theContinue reading “An open letter to survivors in the midst of COVID-19”

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