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Holy Fuck

Just spent 12 and a half hours in the ER at ground zero of North America’s COVID-19 pandemic: New York City. It’s quite a show – definitely not for the faint of heart.

Social distancing isn’t much of a strategy for a city that is, by definition, a large gathering of people. Seven million plus stacked on top of each other like a giant ant colony.

It’s spreading like a brush fire out of control. There’s no stopping it at this point – we just have to let it burn itself out by infecting the entire population, finally resolving itself because essentially everyone will have had it, hopefully building up a massive herd immunity.

For what’s it worth from an ER nurse in the middle of this catastrophe, that’s my best guess. Tomorrow, my hospital, the largest in the city, is actually erecting a tent because we’ve run out of space.

The speed it’s happening is breathtaking.

But if anyone’s reading this, I want you to know that we’re going to get through it.

For the moment, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.