In the second installment of The ER Diaries, a nurse returns to a corona tent in full swing
My second shift is already feeling “normal” with the questions, the absence of family member and staff milling about in the halls. The echo of my footsteps off the cold, sterile floors reminds me of the times we are living in. We’re in this together but it feels awfully lonely.
Today’s pre-shift meeting has its moments. We’re instructed to test for Covid-19 only if the patient is critical enough for admission to the hospital. So the goal doesn’t appear to be to find the positive cases to isolate, but to identify the truly sick as evidence of what we probably already know. The honeymoon is over.