I cannot believe how long it’s been since I wrote here. I gotta say… this one is for the books. It’s been an apocalyptic nightmare here in NYC. The City That Never Sleeps has been hit with a novel COVID-19 a deadly respiratory virus originally to have thought to be found in bats, infected live animals, and eventually humans.
It’s like the main scene of Contagion – everyone is dying frothing at the mouth. Except everyone is dying on ventilators with acute respiratory distress syndrome. Your whole body just attacking your lungs, making it harder and harder to breathe until you need to be intubated.
We now live in a time where we are asking Tesla to make ventilators to address the shortage. Cuomo being the voice of reason, hope, love, and everything New Yorker. He made a hospital at the Javitz Center within a week! We have healthcare frontline workers begging for protective personal equipment (PPE)—gloves, face masks, air-purifying respirators, goggles, face shields, respirators, and gowns — mainly N95s – the kind you wear to prevent TB.
Working at the hospital, we’ve transitioned from doing elective cases to transforming everything into COVID. There have been rumors of sharing ventilators with two patients… As I type this, I see Annenberg in the dark foggy distance with ambulances shrieking and wailing to what seems like every blink of an eye. I feel like I already suffer from PTSD.
Per the NYT: “The total number of deaths in the state stood at 965 on Sunday morning, before New York City reported its most recent count. The number of confirmed cases jumped by 7,200 in one day, putting the total of confirmed cases at 59,513 cases as of Sunday. More than half of the cases, or 33,768, are in New York City, according to the latest figures from the city and state.”