She is a nurse too

Gloved hand caresses her head, grey-white hair soaked with sweat
She looks at me, fearful, breathing strained
A mask shields my worry
My face should not be the last she would see
She slips into sleep
Intubated
Hang fluids, give pressors, change the vent
Googles fogging, I’m now sweat-drenched
She is a nurse too

Stephen Paul Wood
Administrator