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As a registered nurse since 1977, I have held many different jobs and positions. Most of my experience is working in the area of Obstetrics, caring for mothers in labor, recovery, neonatal intensive care, and in the post-partum unit, which is called Mother-Baby. This is where new mothers and their partners recover for 2-3 days post -delivery, learning and experiencing, with guidance from their nurse, as much as possible about being new parents, taking full responsibility for the care and nurturing of their new baby. I have also taught Prepared Childbirth classes for 31 years maintaining and updating my certification as required. My career has been and continues to be very rewarding and fulfilling for all of these years.

In late 2019, however, things changed. Healthcare was no longer going to be known and practiced as it had been in the past due to the emergence of COVID 19 – a very aggressive virus that we really had no idea was going to take such control over our lives. I had left bedside nursing 5 years ago, continuing to teach my childbirth classes, and moving on to work in the area of Community Outreach, where I met personally with my patients, performing a variety of healthcare testing, discussing results with them, and advising lifestyle changes to improve personal health and to encourage more positive testing outcomes in the future. All of my work changed once COVID emerged. I was no longer able to teach my in-person childbirth classes. They came to an abrupt halt, resuming several months later on a ZOOM format. My job as a Community Outreach nurse also came to a halt because we could no longer see people in person, nor could we use the testing instruments we needed to use out in public. It was a time of uncertainty, fear, worry, and concern.

When the COVID virus emerged and appeared not to be going away any time soon, I wanted to help in any way I could. I applied to several organizations, without response. Growing more and more frustrated and seeing the need for people that could help out during this pandemic, I decided to make masks, as so many others had done as well. However, even that became difficult at times. Fabric could only be ordered and delivered, or ordered and picked up curb-side. Sometimes the fabric I would order would be out of stock! We used pipe cleaners and metal bands for nose pieces on the masks – they became unavailable over time as well. Even elastic and thread became scarce and unavailable. My neighbor wanted to help me out so she donated bed sheets that could be used for masks, along with items from her sewing box she thought might be useful. On a funny note, some of the items were purchased at Ben Franklin so long ago, that a card of elastic was priced at only 10 cents for 2 yards! Some of it no longer stretched! But….EVERYONE in our neighborhood wanted to help and that made me feel very comforted. I knew that if I really needed something, someone on the block would have that item to share with me or anyone else in need. The pandemic wasn’t all bad. Goodness shined everywhere, as did Kindhearted, Loving people. It was fascinating to see all the families outside – even in the colder months – walking together, walking with dogs, Mothers, fathers, grandparents, teens and younger children. For me, that sight created a comfort. The quiet in the air made life feel more peaceful and more simple than it had felt in a long time.

In January, 2021, I answered a call from Northwest Community Hospital to assist with vaccinating the employees and later, the general public. I had no idea as to what that was going to entail. At this point I was thrilled to be able to help out and to be an active part of this huge effort to keep our community healthy and safe. We started out in a large conference room on the first floor of the hospital. It was very organized and well planned for such a large scale event. Each morning, we would enter the vaccination area, masks and gloves on, receive our assignment, which could be screening, directing the line, scribing, vaccinating, observing patients for 15 – 30 minutes after they were vaccinated, or relieving staff for breaks. The lines never ended, sometimes winding throughout the first floor of the hospital. – Some days we worked for at least 12 hours, nonstop. It was tiring, but it was very exhilarating too. Often, I found myself explaining the purpose and need for the vaccine, attempting to ease peoples’ minds about their concerns over its’ rapid development. Some were terrified of having an injection – regardless of what was in it. Others were skeptical; some were fearful; some cried tears of joy at the prospect of having the opportunity to have this first vaccine! Throughout the day, a multitude of emotions were felt not only by staff, but by community members as well. A lot of comforting and sharing went on – amongst the community people as they stood in line, and amongst those of us who were working to administer the vaccine. Families and friends, neighbors and caretakers who accompanied people for the vaccine could be heard speaking about friends and family members who had already been seriously and sometimes devastatingly effected by the Covid Pandemic. Community members and organizations often generously provided lunches, snacks, and beverages for us as we worked. Those meals and snacks, and the love that was behind them kept us all “nourished” both physically and spiritually. Cards, notes of appreciation, and thank you notes would appear in our break room. We never felt abandoned or forgotten.
Vaccinations continued to be administered through the Spring, but now in a location at 3060 Salt Creek Lane. This venue was much larger than the hospital conference room we had used previously. We could accommodate larger numbers with better social distancing and continued to administer vaccines to all who were able and willing to receive them. Our numbers continued to grow. Sometimes those being vaccinated were angry about a long wait, or a long line, but we all tried to listen with sensitivity and concern as people expressed their concerns and worries about COVID. Over time, fewer and fewer were coming to be vaccinated. The vaccines were still not FDA approved. However, on August 23, 2021, the Pfizer vaccine was approved by the FDA for all over the age of 16, with approval pending for those 12 to 15 years of age.

In late June 2021, vaccines were moved to the NCH Immediate Care Centers. I was moved to the NCH Buffalo Grove Immediate Care Center in late June 2021. There, we have been very busy with vaccinations, and my job now includes swabbing people for the Covid virus as well. In recent weeks we have seen numbers increasing dramatically – especially for Covid testing. Many days, I find myself comforting those who are still fearful and doubtful about the vaccine, encouraging them to see the benefits not only for themselves but for those around them.

It worries me to think that so many people still have not been vaccinated when the vaccine is now fully approved and widely available to all 16 years of age and older. I hope those who are still questioning the vaccine will talk with reputable medical personnel and go to reputable sources for their information, not trusting in “word-of-mouth” and poorly informed sources. Likewise, masking has been proven to be effective in diminishing the likelihood of contracting the virus, so I am hoping more will see and believe this. We are not just protecting ourselves – we are protecting our parents, our elderly friends or neighbors, an immunocompromised person whom we may not even know, all of which adds up to OTHERS! It is not all about US. We need to think about those around us, too. During this COVID Pandemic, I think we have all seen that there are a lot of beautiful people in our community – people who truly want to help others. Each of us has a gift to share with someone, and that sharing, caring, and love has been evident in this very difficult time. We have learned that we need each other – we can’t do it alone! So, I hope we all continue to reach out to one another in support, comfort, and encouragement in the days ahead.

Never in my wildest dreams did I even think we might have to endure something like the Covid Pandemic! I think we take a lot for granted because we are such fortunate people. This has been a wake-up call for me. I hope we have learned to appreciate the simple things in life, the roof over our head, the food in our cupboards, the clothes on our backs, our strength in faith, the beautiful family, friends, and neighbors we have… and toilet paper in our bathrooms! We will continue to grow strong again, but we need to also be respectful of one another now. Let us try to talk and discuss openly and patiently with others about our worries, fears, concerns, and desires. We need to listen quietly – to hear what each person is trying to tell us. Sometimes, the message may be far different than the words we are hearing. Let us move cautiously and thoughtfully in these difficult times, reaching out to those who may be even more fearful than we, ourselves. Patience, faith, and hope will be our guide as we continue to move forward.