I’m standing on the balcony, breathing the fresh air. You can’t go outside. The second week of quarantine is coming to an end. The New Year holidays brought the gift of a positive covid test.
There’s another ambulance under the window. We are already used to them. No one is afraid. Everyone is calm. What is there to be afraid of? If it gets bad, call an ambulance. Need to take tests – call the ambulance again. Getting an online consultation in case you’re not feeling well is no problem. Doctors are always on call as far as they can be within reach.
I got lucky. I got covid when the peak of the pandemic passed and everyone more or less adapted mentally and physically to the current situation. Doctors know what to do. There are medicines in pharmacies. For better or for worse, most people understand that you have to sit at home with the disease. I’m not talking, of course, about severe cases. However, what I want to talk about today is not the disease and the virus that everyone is tired of.
Today I want to say a big thank you to the medics: doctors, lab technicians, hospital administrators, technicians, ambulance drivers-all those who have had no days off, no lunch breaks, no adequate sleep and no rest for almost a year now. People who are on duty literally 24 hours a day, saving our health, calming us down, listening to patient complaints and demands.
But statistics show that 80% of doctors need psychological help. Globally, suicide rates have increased among physicians who have worked long hours in the “red zone.
What can I say? When confronted with an illness, you know very well that you can’t go anywhere without doctors. To give blood, to decipher the results of tests, to receive the first necessary aid, and simply psychological support, that everything will be all right – a person can not independently. No matter how strong and brave he may seem.
I was overwhelmed by the composure, calmness, and care of the nursing staff I encountered. From the operators in the waiting room to the doctor leading the online consultation.
Without further ado, just a huge human thank you for such hard and valuable work. As a writer I don’t know wrote in a foreign article (I wish I had saved it): “Next year I don’t want to see an Oscar for best film or role. I want to see doctors, ambulance drivers, and everyone who saves lives nominated for a major award.
I hope it does.
