The nurses and the CNAs, in masks and face shields, have been doing this every day all the way through the pandemic. Gowning and gloving up to go into the Covid positive rooms, then taking it all off and cleaning up to go on with the rest of their patients. A different rhythm, if there is a rhythm at all. A different routine. They talk about food - splurging, dieting. They're giggling about a batch of peanut butter chocolate squares someone's bringing in tomorrow. I catch a glimpse of the reaper ducking into a closet. I'm glad he's classy enough to stay mostly out of sight.
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