Last night a dear friend called me. She was on her way home from working in the Covid ward.
A patient who had been doing well crashed and had been intubated on her day off. Today she died as her husband of 68 years (who recovered) sat by her side.
In this small town hospital she says that every day someone dies of Covid. She’s struggling to understand what they are doing wrong and how so many can die but she is told it’s not just them, it’s like this everywhere.
She has a family and she’s scared. She’s in awe she’s made it this long without contracting Covid but afraid she will before she’s protected by the vaccine. That she’ll bring it home to her family.
We talk for awhile as she drives home, and for a while longer as she sits in her driveway. The topic moves towards children and her tone gradually lightens as she gets her game face on for her family.
She has 11 days to go until her next day off.
She has too many Covid patients for one person to handle but there’s no reinforcements, no cavalry coming to help them.
My offers to help in some way, any way, feel hollow as we both know there’s really nothing I can do. “There is one thing,” she says, “keep your family healthy, keep them out of the hospital.”
I will do that for her, for her family, for frontline workers, and for strangers. I will stay home with love & gratitude for as long as it takes.
I share her story in the hopes that you all will stay home & stay healthy. If doing nothing is all we can do to stop the death and devastation, do it. There are dark days ahead, how dark depends on us. Ask yourselves what you SHOULD do, not what you can do. #COVID#stayathome
Meanwhile #DeathSantis goes out of his way to hinder local governments from protecting citizens.
He’s going out of his way to kill innocent Americans. #Covid
Since Trump's family separation policies began, I've been to ICE detention centers, CBP processing centers & the encampment at Matamoros. Prior to my first visit I had never witnessed a humanitarian crisis. I had never been to a war zone, or witnessed genocide.
I can not say the same today. I have seen the intentional infliction of trauma on innocent children on American soil by a government acting in all of our names. And that government has lied to you. These aren't drug dealers or rapists coming for you.
These are families fleeing unspeakable violence. Children traveling alone thousands of miles with no money, no resources, who are beaten, raped, kidnapped and forced into manual labor along the way.
Everyone asks how I cope with the human suffering and abuse I witnessed at the CBP facilities. I struggle to find the words to convey what I have seen. It was a defining event in my life. There was my life before, and my life now. I will never be the same.
The only way I know how to move forward is to take action. Because if I don't I will break under the weight of grief and rage. So, to anyone listening please light a candle on July 12 in honor of those whose human rights we have violated. They are people. People just like us.
Move forward. Take action. Join the warriors in the arena. It's scary but if I can do it, so can you. To my sisters @KristinMinkDC@ECMcLaughlin@merylnyc and all the others in the arena (you know who you are) I love you and I will stand with you until the end. That is how I cope