So I choose to stay home for my children and my husband, and myself, for our mental and emotional health, and bare the burden of the chance that I may bring this home to them—despite stripping at the door and tedious hand hygiene regimens each time I come home.
Some co-workers have chosen to move out, which is also hard on so many levels. The hardest part about this is that there is no clear answer on what is the right thing to do. We all have to make the decision that we can live with, and support each other through it so that we can still perform our duties at work and be there for our patients.
We do not know who this will effect, how hard it will hit our community, or how long this will go on for. What we do know is how to slow it down and everytime we see people not complying to government/healthcare requests and regulations of self isolation and physical distancing, it breaks us a little bit more.