4/6/21

2 Weeks After My Final Dose of COVID-19 Vaccine: Reflections on Life


Today is the day my body achieved a full immune response to my 2-dose COVID-19 vaccination series. While I have always been pro-vaccine, the past year makes this day so much more meaningful & powerful. A year ago, I was in Queens, NY as a frontline RN. CNN, the NYT, or any other media organization could not have possibly adequately prepared me for what I witnessed firsthand. The staff, patients, families, & communities who suffered & died before they had the opportunity to be vaccinated are weighing on my mind today.


When you witness people die alone, with no family at the bedside, due to a lack of resources (equipment, beds, staff, knowledge, treatment, support, etc.), you grieve. Grieving is ugly & messy. I definitely revealed some of the uglier, messier parts of myself in the aftermath of it all. I wish I could rent a blimp to fly high in the air that says "I apologize" to anyone who had to deal with my anger & frustration during this process.


There were nightmares, moments of panic when I thought, "This is where my life will come to an end; it's inevitable." Paternalistic rants to friends who were anti-mask, vaccine-hesitant, or saw truth in conspiracy theories surrounding the pandemic actually ended friendships. And then there's the presidential election. Presidential elections are usually my Super Bowl. I don't sleep until victory is declared. I was so terrified that the incumbent would be re-elected, given the Administration's response to the pandemic, I had to close my laptop & keep the TV off. In my mind, at the time, his re-election would have set an expiration date on humankind's existence. Phew. Extinction averted. Realize I'm being hyperbolic & humorous to a point, but I did sweat it out.  My tendency to freak out over infection control issues at work & outside of work was escalating. On a positive note, this may explain why I remained PCR & antibody negative all year.


Worst of all, there still is a part of me that wonders if I was a better nurse, could I have changed the outcome for any of the patients in Queens. A better nurse won't increase the availability of BIPAP machines, ventilators, & ICU beds, & it certainly wouldn't have prevented me from handing out hydroxychloroquine when there were no known, effective treatments readily available. However, there is guilt that is slowly subsiding.

I realize now that a lot of the previous 2 paragraphs is full of irrational thoughts, & I also realize I'm healing, not just from April 2020, but from everything traumatic or painful I've experienced in my life.


Nothing will make you value your life &, life in general, more than witnessing so many people lose theirs in such a tragic way. Death is inevitable, & I've obviously witnessed it before as a nurse, but it is why & how those people lost their lives that makes it difficult to find peace & come to terms with those most affected by the pandemic.

Going through this grieving process, I am now entering a healing phase, & that healing process has allowed me to honor the victims who suffered the most in the best way possible. I value my life more than I ever imagined possible now. I value life in general in a more profound, meaningful way. I look at human beings with more compassion than I did before April 2020, and it has led me to re-prioritize my goals to focus on what is most important to me. My faith in God has been renewed. 


My desire to live a purposeful life is enlivened. My hope & prayer is that I will continue to honor those who have suffered the most by maintaining this momentum in a way that allows me to thrive & contribute in a positive way to the issues that came to the forefront over the past year: the need to push harder for social justice, to have compassion for ALL our fellow human beings* (see disclaimer) & the valuable contribution science and accurate knowledge can make to the quality of all our lives.

It feels good to be protected. It's a good day.

DISCLAIMER: Please don't misinterpret this statement to be a reference to the preposterous argument over which lives matter. I'm 100% in support of BLM. I’m also a huge fan of the many 1st responders who serve & protect honorably, respectfully, indiscriminately, & equitably.   

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"Based on the unnecessary deaths that occurred in Queens, you would think hospital capacity would be expanded. But, instead, New York State wants to decrease capacity. St. John’s Episcopal Hospital in Far Rockaway, Queens has been a lifesaver for its pandemic-ravaged community, as the only hospital on the entire peninsula–which the New York Times dubbed 'One of New York’s Deadliest Zip Codes.'"

"De Blasio joined a cavalcade of candidates, unions and Queens leaders condemning a consulting firm’s plan to drastically cut beds and services at St. John’s Episcopal first reported by the Eagle Wednesday. The safety net hospital is located in a Far Rockaway zip code with New York City’s second-highest COVID death rate and serves predominantly Black residents of the region."

Harvard T.H. Chan School of Public Health: Health disparities between blacks and whites run deep