First time in a long time…
It’s been a rough two years y’all. All throughout the Covid pandemic so far, I haven’t really written. But today I find I’m looking for catharsis. I sit here and write as I wait for my Covid test to develop - and I examine my life. First off, I frequently take a test to make sure I’m not giving my patients an opportunistic and potentially deadly virus - that’s new for me. When I got into the medical field I didn’t think there would ever come a day where this type of thing would be required. I thought (perhaps naively) that my only big concerns would be making sure my vaccines for hepatitis and TB were current. Not that I would be wearing a mask 9 hours a day and freaking out over every sore throat and headache. Worried that I might be Covid positive and asymptomatic and spread it to someone who could literally die because I didn’t know. There’s a source of anxiety for you. Second, in the last two years (and as recently as last night) I have lost three amazing, powerful, lovi...