In 2001, after turning down NYU for the fashion program, I had the brilliant idea of becoming a doctor to help save lives as I have always wanted to help people. Which this was, in my eyes, the best way to get to support. During my studies, I ended up leaving the field. Not because of the typical idealism that I wasn’t smart enough. I was close to getting to the top of my class. The truth is that politics were what made me say, “fuck this.” As the way you determined was based if those who were sick could afford the treatment to stay alive. Which we hear stories through media, which truth of the matter is. It’s hard even to trust these media sources as many offer bias opinions on their thoughts of the world around us. Still not being able to understand the true struggle or forgetting how real the work is. Today, thankfully not being part of public media, fell into my lap a story that was all too familiar. That took me back to that day that I decided to save my soul instead of selling my soul to the medical industry that many graduates do. Which is that not all COVID patience are not created equally. Which we all figured but never really knew.
Today was the perfect day to do rideshare. As not only did I pick up one nurse but five nurses who transferred to San Antonio that will remain anonymous for many reasons. That after the quarantine protocol, I got jobs here trying to escape the evils of what happens in the COVID units. Where many experienced the loss of patience due to systematics as well as suffered in their grief of having their family members who contracted COVID due to the limitations they were forced to work with, the misinformation their relatives followed, and those who after deflecting the truth that is the third way, suffer in silence as they begin to lose their family members.
Since we are in the third wave in the United States, it’s crucial. My due diligence to share these stories in hopes that I can avoid the grief that these real heroes face in their personal life, and the trauma that they are dealing with in this evil truth of what happens when those less fortunate are contracted with COVID, forced not to do the right thing. Next week we discuss “THE COIVD Treatment You Can Expect Based On Your Tax Bracket” that hopefully keeping their identities secret, provide photographs of the different categories that those who are fortunate get versus those who can’t. And the heartbreaking stories that they deal with in the trauma that they are trying to mend today.