My mom described that the nurses(in the pic) who assisted her were literally drenched in sweat due to the protection. I am very grateful and thankful to the healthcare workers who risk their lives in these kind of situations. They definitely deserve a raise!
My dad lost his battle to Covid. But on the day he died, which is the day he was intubated, a nurse was able to stave off his intubation. I got a call around 5am from a doctor saying he declined over night and needed to be intubated. Half an hour later, a nurse called me to speak with my dad because he was refusing treatment. This phone call was the last time I ever got to speak to my dad. After I hung up the nurse sat with my father and calmed him down. She held him hand and spoke to him. She called me an hour later to tell me he didn’t need the ventilator yet and described how she sat with him. This was around 8 in the morning and he wasn’t intubated until about 2:30pm.
He died at 9:30pm.
That nurse gave me my last phone call to my father where I was able to tell him I loved him so much and that he had to fight and how much he meant to me. She held his hand and soothed him which is something I should have been doing but couldn’t. That nurse does not know how much she gave me that final day. Unbeknownst to anyone, that that was my fathers final day on this earth. And my final phone call to him.
Nurses are heroes.
EDIT: Wow, thank you all so much for your condolences and for the awards. Just wanted to put it out there just how important our healthcare professionals are. This nurse gave me something I can never forget or replace. And thank you for all the suggestions to reach out to his nurse. I will absolutely do that and send something to the whole ICU unit.
Adding in my father contracted Covid back in March and died late April. He was sick for a month where two weeks he battled the virus at home and two at the hospital. His results were also lost for over a week. I had to contact the county daily. We live in the NY tri-state area and although I’ll never know how he contracted the virus, he was still working full time. Other people at his job, I recently found out, also contracted Covid. One still isn’t back to work. Mask wearing was deemed not effective during this time. There was no PPE protocols for his job or and none even to go out to stores. I was working in the public at this time, sans mask. My father lived alone, went to work and then back home. He lived a quiet life and was preparing for retirement. He was a healthy man with no comorbidities and was not immunocompromised. So, this is also a cautionary tale- we now know that masks and social distancing greatly reduce exposure. Wear your masks. Stay socially distant if possible. Care for your community. I hope you are all staying safe and well. Thank you for reading my story and choosing to witness my grief.
Also, to the person who says i’m lying, I truly wish I were. Every day I miss my father and every day I wish I could have prevented him from contracting the virus. My husband suggested I make a Reddit account a few days after he died to avoid Facebook and so I had a way to pass some time on the internet. By being on Reddit, I found a great community of Grief Support which you can see that’s where I mostly post. No amount of internet sympathy or reddit awards will ever take back the fact that my dad is gone.
TooShiftyForYou on July 31st, 2020 at 13:14 UTC »
Glad that it looks like they have plenty of protection. They deserve a lot of credit for putting their own health at risk to help others.
got_1600 on July 31st, 2020 at 13:29 UTC »
My mom described that the nurses(in the pic) who assisted her were literally drenched in sweat due to the protection. I am very grateful and thankful to the healthcare workers who risk their lives in these kind of situations. They definitely deserve a raise!
dancingintheruins on July 31st, 2020 at 15:01 UTC »
My dad lost his battle to Covid. But on the day he died, which is the day he was intubated, a nurse was able to stave off his intubation. I got a call around 5am from a doctor saying he declined over night and needed to be intubated. Half an hour later, a nurse called me to speak with my dad because he was refusing treatment. This phone call was the last time I ever got to speak to my dad. After I hung up the nurse sat with my father and calmed him down. She held him hand and spoke to him. She called me an hour later to tell me he didn’t need the ventilator yet and described how she sat with him. This was around 8 in the morning and he wasn’t intubated until about 2:30pm.
He died at 9:30pm.
That nurse gave me my last phone call to my father where I was able to tell him I loved him so much and that he had to fight and how much he meant to me. She held his hand and soothed him which is something I should have been doing but couldn’t. That nurse does not know how much she gave me that final day. Unbeknownst to anyone, that that was my fathers final day on this earth. And my final phone call to him.
Nurses are heroes.
EDIT: Wow, thank you all so much for your condolences and for the awards. Just wanted to put it out there just how important our healthcare professionals are. This nurse gave me something I can never forget or replace. And thank you for all the suggestions to reach out to his nurse. I will absolutely do that and send something to the whole ICU unit.
Adding in my father contracted Covid back in March and died late April. He was sick for a month where two weeks he battled the virus at home and two at the hospital. His results were also lost for over a week. I had to contact the county daily. We live in the NY tri-state area and although I’ll never know how he contracted the virus, he was still working full time. Other people at his job, I recently found out, also contracted Covid. One still isn’t back to work. Mask wearing was deemed not effective during this time. There was no PPE protocols for his job or and none even to go out to stores. I was working in the public at this time, sans mask. My father lived alone, went to work and then back home. He lived a quiet life and was preparing for retirement. He was a healthy man with no comorbidities and was not immunocompromised. So, this is also a cautionary tale- we now know that masks and social distancing greatly reduce exposure. Wear your masks. Stay socially distant if possible. Care for your community. I hope you are all staying safe and well. Thank you for reading my story and choosing to witness my grief.
Also, to the person who says i’m lying, I truly wish I were. Every day I miss my father and every day I wish I could have prevented him from contracting the virus. My husband suggested I make a Reddit account a few days after he died to avoid Facebook and so I had a way to pass some time on the internet. By being on Reddit, I found a great community of Grief Support which you can see that’s where I mostly post. No amount of internet sympathy or reddit awards will ever take back the fact that my dad is gone.