At first, when we had the first inflow of patients, it was quite hard. We could have up to eight new patients per shift, in the first days I had a couple of 'eight hours on – eight hours off' shifts. But when the department have a full occupancy, you just walk around the patients, observe them, and it all calms down in a way. We don't have as many serious patients who are in need of a full respiratory support and lung ventilation. A lot more people just need to receive the appropriate drug therapy in the hospital under medical supervision. In our first month of work, only one elderly woman died, no one else so far. People are recovering and leaving the hospital.
Come to think of it, I should have been afraid, but I have no fear at all. I'm only worried for my beloved grandmother. Before the pandemic I would spent most of my time with her, now I had to move out, and the road to work takes much longer.