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Not enough PJ bottoms - March 28th, 2020

March 28th, 2020 - Day 10

It's Saturday and I'm wiped out. Physically, mentally, emotionally.  I am living COVID19 daily not just personally but professionally with my patients.  I am worried about them, about my countless friends that are healthcare providers on the front lines, about my two nieces that are also hospital based.  I feel the weight of the world and yes, I've cried this week....over the plight of America's nurses and doctors working without adequate PPE, over the deaths in Europe and NYC and yes, with one of my patients.  
I realize I've been living in my PJ bottoms and T-shirts...daytime jammies and nighttime jammies.  So tonight I did my hair and yes, it helps a little.  
Tomorrow is a new day...at home.

                      At least my hair is fly

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