Emil: Coronavirus disease 2019 (COVID-19) wasn’t really on my mind until the first weekend in March, specifically Sunday, March 8, 2020. That weekend had us traveling from Chicago to Berwyn, Pennsylvania to attend the funeral of one of my older cousins. Though we were the only ones from his side at the graveside, his funeral had drawn numerous relatives, none of whom were “socially distanced.”
On our way home, I received an e-mail from a colleague in Brazil who had invited me to speak at a conference in São Paulo. He told me that several of my American colleagues had contacted him and informed him that their universities had banned travel because of COVID. “I’m coming,” I replied. “I don’t think COVID’s going to be a big deal here.” He said COVID wasn’t a “big deal” in Brazil, either. Famous last words.
The next weekend, I left early on Saturday morning to start my call duty at the hospital. After finishing rounds at one hospital and going to the next, I got a text from my wife, Anne, asking “What’s wrong with your people over there? What kind of doctors would take a 65-year-old colleague with a history of asthma, and history of an ICU stay with 10 days on a respirator with acute respiratory distress syndrome 10 years ago, and have him exposed to this lethal virus? Are they trying to kill you?”
It stopped me in my tracks. She was right. A lot had changed in a week. In that single week, it had become clear that COVID was a real threat, and I was vulnerable. I finished my call duty but made it clear to the “powers that be” I was going to stay home and isolate for the next few weeks, until we knew more. I was ahead of the curve, but not by much: within days, Chicago shut down with a “stay-at-home” order.
Anne: When the threat of COVID first became known, I said to family and friends, “If Emil gets this, it’s going to be very, very bad.” After that, we made certain to wear masks and gloves when we went out, which wasn’t often.
Emil: We stayed in for the next 3 months until we moved to Columbus, Ohio for my new position as Vice Chair for Research in the Department of Psychiatry and Behavioral Health at The Ohio State University Wexner Medical Center (OSUMC).
The day after arriving, I went to the emergency dental clinic because of a severe toothache. While they couldn’t save my tooth, I got something in return: COVID. The clinic took more than appropriate precautions, but I was in a very large room, not a private office, with many patients having their teeth drilled and whatever it is dentists do (actually, I do know; my father was a dentist).
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