Finding Nilimo

May 10th, 2020 "RAPID RESPONSE TEAM". I remember the first time I had met her -- a few weeks ago and, actually, on the first night I had returned to work since this pandemic began.  Prior to this, donning, doffing, and the decompensating COVID patient were -- for all intents and purposes -- theoretical to me.  Everything  was new.  In fact, I had put my CAPR on for the first time just minutes before and goodness knows if I even did that  correctly.   By the time we got to her room, two other providers were already tending to her and after gowning up we headed inside.  I remember the room being inordinately loud because of the ventilation system and as we used the phone interpreter I thought to myself, "I can't hear a word of what's going on."  Quite hypoxic, uncomfortably tachypneic, and intermittently vomiting, this patient needed to move to a higher level of care.  While we awaited the arrival of the ICU team, I remember using my rudimentary Spa

March 31st, 2020 To the Universe, So when this all began, I was traipsing about Greece not fully realizing what I was coming home to.  Just as we had arrived in Santorini, Trump had announced his travel ban and our priorities very quickly shifted to figuring out how we were going to NOT get stranded somewhere in the Mediterranean.  As soon as we heard our mainland tour was being canceled, we found our flight through London and had just enough time to spend one full day roaming the streets of Athens -- undoubtedly growing eerier with each passing hour as the Greek slowly peeled into their homes with the remaining rays of sunlight preparing for their nation, like so many others had, to shut down.  We reached JFK on the evening of March 15th and by the evening of the 22nd -- the first night I was returning to the hospital for work -- so much had changed.  I was a mix of excited (to return to work with people I love), anxious (to began to treat something I had only been reading