COVID-19 Masquerade

My article below was published recently in the July 2020 Bulletin for the Allegheny County Medical Society.

Our world has changed drastically in the last several months due to the COVID-19 pandemic.  Every aspect of life has been affected due to measures like social distancing and a recent required national quarantine to help control the spread of this microscopic threat. The virus spreads quickly, and has varying presentations, and sometimes its disease course can be quite frightening and deadly.  It is hard to explain this threat to my adult patients and adult friends, and I especially find myself struggling explaining the current events to my own small children.  Why are we not allowed to go to school or daycare this past spring?  Why can we not go on vacation right now?  What will happen to us in the near future, once this pandemic has subsided?  Will the virus cause longstanding problems in patients who have been infected?  These are very tough questions and sometimes my answers feel inadequate, as I myself do not fully grasp every nuance of this novel viral illness.

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Running has been my form of escape from this weird new reality. To a degree, the repetitive and familiar act of running brings a level of normalcy to my life.  I am able to use my body, increasing my cadence, increasing my respiratory rate and heart rate, moving my arms and legs in a pattern that feels comforting and familiar.  The movement also serves as a type of physical meditation, allowing my mind to wander away from the stresses and worries this current time brings.  On a recent run a couple of months ago however, my wandering thoughts were interrupted when I observed an unfortunate repeating pattern I glanced around me– masks. Masks hanging from people’s car rearview mirrors. Masks on dashboards.  Masks on the passenger seat or cupholder, ready to be used if needed.  This seemed so out of place, and yet this is becoming our “new normal.”   No longer are masks confined to hospitals or OR’s.  And unfortunately they are no longer just for play or fun, like costumes at Halloween or dinner parties or masquerades.  They are now on people walking on the streets walking their dogs or walking with their children or significant others, in stores, in businesses, everywhere.  In addition, the imposition to wear masks by some is seen as a controversial requirement, yet in the grand scheme of things, it is meant as a protection for the wearer and anyone near them.  I think of this visual intrusion of masks in our world as a concrete reminder of how this virus is affecting all of us, whether we want it or not.

On another recent run, I was running by a son and child playing baseball, and the ball was hit wayward and coming toward me. As a reflex, I stopped and was going to pick it up, run toward them, and toss or hand back to them. But then I thought again, stopped myself, and though, will this be harmful?   I was not wearing a mask, as I was engaging in individual exercise and practicing social distancing from others.  As the thoughts were whirring in my mind, I stopped my natural instinct to help, as I feared running to the ball and touching i, as I feared I could create more problems or worries.  I anticipated their potential fear of me, a stranger, with an unknown COVID-19 status and without a mask on, (though I have fortunately been able to self isolate and work from home and able to exercise, which would hopefully speak to my healthy status), and I also thought of whether I should be fearful of them, as I would not know their risk of COVID-19 either.  I sheepishly apologized and waved at them, and I stopped myself from running toward the ball and watched the ball roll into tuft of grass (and thankfully stopped, so the father could run toward it and retrieve it).  The father understood, though and waved back and shouted it was okay.  How simple and mundane of events, helping toss a ball to another and getting near a playing family to share in their time outdoors.  I think this simple event highlights how different our world currently is.

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And when will the world return to “normal?”  It may never truly return to the same normal, indeed, even after there will hopefully be measures in place to prevent spread of this illness, like vaccinations, and hopefully more definitive therapies and treatments.  The level of trust we had in our world being safe, I think, will be forever changed.  How will this affect us, as adults, used to a different way of life?  How will this affect children, who are just starting their lives, as they embrace this new, drastically different world?  I am sure this stress will change all of our futures, and perhaps bring some negative effects.  There are of course, some positives, as the quarantine has allowed my family and me time to slow down and focusing on what is truly important in life.  Eventually, I hope, this world will change and improve from the hard times we are going through now.   When this will be, however, remains to be seen.

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Aargh…Let’s defeat this COVID-19 pandemic!

Face masks during this COVID-19 pandemic, I feel, are a reminder of the badge of change we are all enduring as humans, dealing with this new threat.  Face masks are a way of protecting or “masking” ourselves from this microscopic threat.  I will likely never glance at a mask the same way again.  I wear it now as a means of protection, and a sign to others that I care about them, and I strive to keep everyone safe.  Hopefully, the world will change back to a scenario where masks will be confined to only certain environments, like a hospital, or OR, or Halloween parade. And I can stop and help toss a toy to a child, without worrying and thinking so much about what harm this action may cause.  And we can go all back to usual activities, like going to school and work, going to a restaurant, traveling, and going on vacation, without so much fear and worry.   I hope this change will come soon, and these pervasive masks in our daily environments everywhere will be a distant memory.

My Student Loans Are Officially Defeated!

I have accomplished my longstanding financial goal this year: I have paid off my student loans!  $230,000 of debt is gone.  (Insert happy dance here!)  I still have a hard time comprehending this achievement and still find myself subconsciously worrying how much debt I have left.  I (happily) remind myself that my student loan balance is now $0.  This, of course, is a tough time for many financially with the COVID-19 pandemic.  I count myself very blessed and fortunate that my family is still financially stable and gainfully employed at least for the moment.  I think this pandemic has us that anything can change at the drop of a hat, be it in our financial life, our health status, or our careers.

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Goal of Defeating My Student Loans in 2020: Snailed It!

I think the greatest benefit from this goal has been a lightness in my soul.  This is invaluable, and something hard to describe. I think it took me a good 8-10 weeks to reach full acceptance of this state, and fully embracing this new feeling.  Having loans for 13 years (starting from onset of med school in 2007), i.e. 4 years as a medical student, 3 years as a medical resident, for 6 years as an attending (i.e. a physician receiving a full income) has reframed my outlook in life and my behaviors and financial habits.  I feel this training in being careful and responsible with finances has been a great side benefit as well. 

As emergency medicine physician and personal finance writer Dr. Jim Dahle urges his readers, it is crucial to live like a resident to accomplish this elimination of debt, the sooner the better.  The longer you wait and keep this debt on, the less you will appreciate the pricey medical school education you received.  Out of sight, out of mind. The shiny fancy diploma does “lose its luster” unfortunately with time.

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Now, I get to figure out my next financial goals, and to allow for more enjoyment of my wealth.  And I must next work on the process of reducing and eliminating the guilt or fear I would feel with spending money.  It is a strange and new feeling to let go of an invisible and insistent push to put as many funds toward student loans each and every month.

Life is Not Forever

I recently had an awakening call about the finite aspect of life. This lesson was given to me by our pet cat, Pixie.

Our cat saying “hi” to the camera.

We have had Pixie now for about 11 years. She has been a steadfast fixture of our family for over a decade now. She is a typical cat, I think, with her personality. She is very opinionated and particular in how/when she is petted (that is, not very often, and on her own schedule, and you better not forget that, or she will remind you firmly each and every time).

In June, our cat suddenly became sick. (She is usually healthy and fortunately not on any chronic medications. I only take her to the vet (begrudgingly for her) for annual checkups and vaccinations.) That weekend in June, she was having unusual accidents outside of the litter box, which was very atypical. She was not eating or drinking, which again was very unusual. (She is a “foodie” if I every met one, and she loves her meal time. She vocalizes to me with a loud “Meow!” to feed her each morning and afternoon when I walk near her bowl.) She was hiding in our basement behind a door to avoid being touched, another new and alarming behavior.

We decided to take her to the vet ER, as of course, this occurred on a Sunday evening when the vet offices were not open. And the check in process was adjusted and different due to the COVID-19 pandemic, and I needed to drop her off in the parking lot and wait in my car. (I fortunately never had to take her to the vet ER, so this was all new territory for me.) After an evaluation behind closed doors, I received a call from the vet with news I dreaded deep down but hoped and prayed that I would not get: they found a large mass in Pixie’s abdomen. And malignancy (cancer) was high on the list of possibilities.

Given how sick she was, and not eating or drinking or not acting normally, I opted to have her stay overnight for further testing and IV hydration. The testing confirmed a mass, and likely again cancer and namely lymphoma was most suspected. Surgery would not solve this, and other therapy (for example, chemotherapy) would be options, but not a definitive cure. We opted to stop further testing, and instead pursue a palliative approach, as aggressive testing and therapy would not really prolong life much longer, perhaps 6 months. (And from my experience seeing testing and therapy in humans for malignancy, I could foresee this route of aggressive medical therapy giving lesser quality of life, with only slight increase in quantity of life.) This was a difficult decision but one we felt was best for Pixie.

Since this unhappy event, I personally have taken life more seriously and have been reminded it is delicate. I cherish all of my time with my cat and all the people I love. Luckily, with a prescription prednisolone (a steroid) daily, and the IV hydration in the vet hospital, our cat’s life has approached a bit of normalcy. I have noticed she more content now to sit and sleep a bit more, and seems less active than usual. But she is back to using her litter box normally, and eating and drinking again. She is purring and begging for pets when it (again) suits her. We are spoiling her more with her favorites (more tuna, cream, and cat treats). She still has a limited prognosis, but her quality of life seems good. And we get some time to be with her and a more gradual way to say goodbye.

One our our cat’s favorite poses, one I call “Time to Sunbathe.”

This experience has highlighted to me that life is unfortunately not forever. It will be my children’s first lesson with death, which is a very difficult topic. We have discussed this with my daughter and son as foreshadowing of what is to come, but I am sure the actual ending will be hard for all of us. The pandemic also runs parallel to this, and I think this has given me more to ponder about life and death, and all of what we can control and cannot. It is not a fun topic to think about. But this reminder that life is finite has reminded me to enjoy life each day as it comes, and to live in the moment.

A “New Normal”

Like many of you, I am struggling with our “new normal” during the COVID-19 pandemic. It seems…


Like many of you, I am struggling with our “new normal” during the COVID-19 pandemic. It seems surreal what is happening to all of us.

Embrace the changing landscape, even if it includes a new virus. Or leopards.

The initial phase of quarantine was very hard for my family and me. My children were home from school and daycare. My husband also had times of working from home. Luckily, I am working from home with my job, and I am incredibly grateful for this. If I had to go out, I would constantly worry about my risks of contracting COVID-19 as a physician in an office, a hospital, or nursing home. There would likely be a need to isolate myself from my family. As I hug and kiss my family members each day, I remind myself of my special blessed situation working as a telemedicine physician full time, in my own home office each and every day.

As the nation begins to slowly reopen, it has also been difficult to see the spike in cases and the worry and angst this brings to all of us. I try to remind myself constantly, however, to control what I can control, and leave and let be other things I cannot.

I can wear a mask. I can practice frequent hand washing. I can social distance as often as is feasibly possible, limiting time out among strangers. If I get sick (which thankfully, I have not so far), I will stay home. I do this to keep myself and my loved ones safe, but also to do my part to protect others in the community.

Are these changes intrusive? At times and in ways, yes. It is hard not having usual activities, hard not to go out and do the things I am used to. Are they impossible to do? I do not think so. Yes, they can be challenging to maintain. This pandemic, however, is not finished.

The virus that causes COVID-19 is still out there, able to infect so many. It is incredibly contagious, and that is the public health concern and my worry as a physician. This contagious nature of the illness are what these measures (mask wearing, social distancing, frequent hand hygiene) are trying to combat. Until there is more definitive/effective therapy and hopefully prevention measures like a vaccine, this “new normal” will be here unfortunately for some time. It has been difficult for me to accept this, but I must. As above, I cannot control this pandemic, or make it go away. But I can control my thoughts and my actions. I can focus on keeping my mental health and physical health as optimized as possible. I can continue to live life in ways that keep me and my loved ones as safe and healthy as possible.