Box

Today, to our hospital, under hooting and applause, they made the first box with Pfizer vaccine

She was taken on a small gurney covered with a white tablecloth, accompanied by various people - from the great bosses to the cleaners. All this resembled the arrival of holy relics, although we saw relics in anatomicals and few of the doctors seriously believe in these primitive nonsense. Cavalcada's faces are closed with masks, but eyes! Everyone shone, someone cried, unable to restrain emotions. Hands soared up, showing Victoria, noise and applause.

We did it !!

On Monday, they will begin to send the Moderna vaccine. A week before this day, special new refrigerators were brought to the hospital. These vaccines must be stored in terrible cold. Pfizer -at -85 ° C, and Moderna -at -25 ° C.

We were sent a circular with a sequence. The former will be received by those who are in the covid department, Covid-Reiability and Emegency Room. The second will be received by those who treat other patients, then everyone who wants to. First of all, everyone who is older than 50 years, especially those who have diseases, worsening the forecast.

I looked at the procession as bewitched. A lump appeared in the throat.

The first weeks of the pandemic were distinctly floated in the memory. I remembered how scary it was when I first put on the defense and went to my first Covid patient. I really did not know anything then, no one knew anything. I only knew that the morgue was scored and refrigerators bring.

I also knew that my little patients and their parents are even worse than me, and even worse.

A poster appeared near the hospital - "Not all heroes wear a cloak." An extinct city, empty roads, and unknown.

Humanity, although he managed to put up everything around, but once again proved what she could think, and therefore adequately consider itself the main on the planet.

Sometimes, to wake up, it is painful to fall from a comfortable bed. The pandemic gave an incredible impetus to development, having demolished a bunch of bureaucratic obstacles, accumulating for years, like a blockage in a sewer pipe. And, of course, it is good that there were no bombing, and the children, it seems, Kovid did not hurt so much.

Very little time will pass, and the devilish carousel of modern life will turn again, blinking with colorful lights and ringing with loud music. We again saddle cars, steam locomotives, airplanes, donkeys and other figures on this carousel and forget Covid as a terrible dream and all those who are connected with it. And bad and good, all. And so on until the next time.

I bring my condolences to all those who have lost loved ones. Forgive us, we did everything we could.

I take off my hat in front of the best minds who created the vaccine as soon as possible! Before everyone - without borders, states and religions. This is not for you to jump with the sixth, although not everyone can. I definitely can't.

I am a salute standing for all my colleagues! To everyone who was not chopped! Respect!

Once I was late for the adoption of the oath of Hippocrates, or rather, it was then called the oath of the Soviet doctor. Petya Khokhlov and I drank the bottle of Rkatsiteli in the toilet, noting the doctor’s diploma, and came when everyone was already “swore”.

Now I know that the most important oath is that without words.

We planted trees in memory of the dead doctors who treated people and did not live to this treasured victorious box yesterday.

Eternal memory!

Nicholas Van Tulp -

Aliis Inservendo Consumor

(Lat. - "Summer to others, I burn myself"))