It’s her ninth straight month of Covid duty. “My unit is 16 beds. Rarely do we have an open one,” she said. “And when we do have an open bed, it’s usually because somebody has passed away.”
Many of her I.C.U. patients are young, in their 40s or 50s. “They’re looking at us and saying things like, ‘Don’t let me die’ and ‘I guess I should have worn that mask,’” she said.
Sometimes she cries on her way home, where she lives alone with her two dogs. Her 79-year-old mother resides just a couple of houses away.
They have not hugged since March.
“I keep telling everybody the minute I can safely hug you again, get ready,” she said. “Because I’m never letting go.”– Katherine J. Wu, “COVID Combat Fatigue,” The New York Times