Taken September 26, 2020
We didn't know why, but my husband was in excruciating pain. I couldn't get him into our car to take him to the hospital. We were both terrified what him going to the hospital would mean as he would be alone. The pandemic made it so family could not be with loved ones in the hospital. I took this picture as my husband was being put into the back of an ambulance because I didn't know when I would see him again. He would ride in the ambulance alone, and be in the hospital alone. I waited 5 hours in the parking lot of the hospital that night. My husband had an emergency appendectomy and 8mm kidney stone. Due to Covid, they sent him home less than 8 hours after that ambulance ride. This photo sums up so much for me. The medical staff and ambulance are a light of hope in the darkness. The love of my life for over 33 years being taken away from me. Both of us separated from each other, and being scared of what going into the hospital would mean. Not only were we scared of his pain, but scared that he would contract the virus while being treated in the hospital. So many had been separated from their loved ones during that year, and have felt as I did then. When would I see my loved one again? Are they alright? Will the virus seize them too?
