Yesterday was a day from hell to be honest. i found out that at work i have to be the person to check patients in. i have to wear all PPE gear and take their temperature and ask them a questionnaire. last week we had a covid-19 positive patient get dropped off and everything that could have went wrong that day did. that was my biggest fear and it happened and now if it happens again i am the one that will have to be quarantined and tested. and i have no choice. trying really hard to not have a panic attack.
and last night i hadn't been on my phone for hours, got on before i was going to bed, got on fb and the first post i see is that my highschool/travel ball coach passed away yesterday morning. he fought really hard with depression and alcohol. a few years ago he was in the hospital due to drinking and almost died, took years recovering his speech, walking, everything. saw him some and then he just went MIA. his family wasn't saying anything, neither was he. my heart just hurts so bad. thats now my second highschool coach ive lost. my freshman year of college my volleyball coach committed suicide.
i just feel defeated this morning and i have 20 minutes until i have to clock in. needing all the prayers and positive vibes possible 😓