Sharing My Experience as a Medical Doctor in a Children’s Hospital in Turkey
Challenges we face head-on

Greetings to my Medium fam!
I’ve never shared any personal detail before, so I said why not now and start typing.
I work as a medical doctor in a Children’s Hospital in Turkey. I work for COVID-19 infected patients. Despite every nightmare I’m facing at nights, I hold that hope is always there somewhere for every pain and darkness. Name it as God or Allah or Zeus, it was and will never the real point. The idea of life has always been based on hope and good thoughts. Call me daydreamer, but this is the real deal.
We have met with coronavirus with a published open letter with a bold headline “HELP” in the Lancet around February. Since Lancet retracted the letter later, I cannot cite it. Two healthcare workers explaining to the world that the conditions and environment in Wuhan are more difficult and extreme than they could ever have imagined. And they declared they need EVERY HELP we can provide.
While we were still confused about what kind of coronavirus is that and how it affects people, the risk is already at our doors.
We were not prepared, puzzled, and not sure how to approach. We have been told to stop seeing anyone, move up from our houses if possible to minimize the risk of spreading the virus.
Criticizing economic parameters and their effects is not my job to do. I am not qualified enough to do that, yet we all realize somethings-so many to count or list and facing with them obviously not going to change anything so why bother? — are not ideal.
Are we, you, the world are ready to be back to “normal”? What is normal, really?
It’s still risky to be in a crowded place without any protective equipment -no doubt- so what is the “normal” risk term we should accept?
Imagine the government told you there is ONLY one (1) infected patient admitted to hospitals today. You celebrate, feel relief, even lighter than normal-thanks to Leslie sessions? Not really…- Right?
Now,
Imagine the same scenario the same you the same place but let’s make one small change.
1 (one) is your mother.
She is infected. You have no idea where she got the virus, and she is admitted to ICU. Doctors telling you to get ready yourself for anything -she is not doing well so far.
When 1 is your “the one,” what is the real statistical meaning of that number? Could you still do the math?
Next time you go outside without a mask, complete the math while walking cause you might need it… Just saying…






