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Writer's pictureAmi Kantawala

4.16.20: HOSPITAL

Updated: May 16, 2020

As I reflected on the word HOSPITAL, the daily news, articles in The New Yorker and the horrific CODE99 stories from my husband’s hospital- all went in and out of mind…I couldn’t stop thinking about the peak I had at the naval hospital from a tiny hole in the barricade while on an afternoon walk on the bike path by the Hudson, the images of doctors in their hazmat suits, a plea for PPE’s and a need for survival through this in the most sterilized space of a hospital- which isn’t sterile anymore, which doesn’t carry any more hope and all it is doing for now: scrambling to fight COVID19 and struggling to keep their health care staff safe to continue the fight…



 

Do not neglect our hospitals… our lifeline. 

Graeme and Mary Sullivan

 

I am one of the lucky ones to live in a state with a relatively low number of covid-19 cases. Yet, the reality of devastation is inescapable no matter where we live. In just a blink of an eye, anyone of us can become a victim of this vicious virus. And the only hope to survive might depend on those brave and dedicated medics in the hospital—a place where I don’t like to be. A clean, sterile place evokes the edginess and the feeling of darkness. In so many ways, it becomes an oxymoron or a ying/yang, if you will. There is loneliness, isolation, yet there is kindness and hope all within one place.


Jolanda Dranchak

Loneliness, Isolation & Kindness


 

Amita Rodman



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