OPINION
The New York Times
A New York Doctor’s Coronavirus Warning: The Sky Is Falling
I’ve had hard conversations this week. “Look me in the eye,” I said to my neighbor Karen, who was spiraling to a dark place in her mind. “I make this personal promise to you — I will not let your children die from this disease.” I swallowed back a lump in my throat. Just the image of one of our kids attached to a tube was jarring. Two weeks ago our kids were having a pizza party and watching cartoons together, running back and forth between our apartments. This was before #socialdistancing was trending. Statistically, I still feel good about my promise to Karen because children do not seem to be dying from Covid-19. There are others to whom I cannot make similar promises.
The Washington Post
This pandemic is already reshaping our children’s lives
“Jason cried and begged me not to go to work today because he was scared,” my friend, a fellow physician, texted me over the weekend. “That boy will be the end of me.”
I have no words to soothe her. I can only commiserate. I feel the same gut punch whenever my 4-year-old asks me over FaceTime: “Can I come home to New York City, please?”