It was shocking to come into my ward and see it completely overturned. Everyday things disappeared, replaced by an expanse of beds and intubated patients. It seems like a nightmare that comes back every day and keeps me awake every night.

My colleagues and I are tired, exhausted, worn out by the workload and protective equipment we wear. We do our best, but it’s not enough. We see people die in total solitude, without the comfort of any family members. It is something that should never happen, instead in this story, it’s what always happens. We fight together with each patient, but too often we are both defeated.