I was parked in front of a hospital about to go in a pick up a patient. These days, the front of the hospital is pretty dead so I can park really close to the entrance. I am getting my van ready and I notice a man–maybe he called out. He looked relieved to see me and made a little wave. I just stared at him, trying to figure out if he was talking to me and why. It was weird for anybody to look at me with relief. He approached and asked if I had a mask. I was taken aback. Masks are in short supply these days and he obviously had mistaken me for EMS (I am a medical transporter, wheelchair transport). I was about to tell him no, but I ended up telling him, “Let me see” and then, “well, I only have a surgical mask.” I was about to tell him he couldn’t have it because it was my only one and I needed it but he breathlessly told me that he was a doctor and that his friend had tested positive for coronavirus (COVID-19) and that he had been exposed. He was trying to go get tested himself. I had sort of noticed the man was in dark scrubs and had a badge. I handed over my mask and he gratefully took it though he was trying to keep his distance from me. He thanked me as I turned to ready my van and hide my face because I didn’t want him to see if it showed any annoyance and confusion because now what was I supposed to do? I just wished him luck. He walked back the way he came. I got over my annoyance quickly, after I had a minute to process his relief in seeing me and after thinking that the only reason he wanted the mask was to protect other people from him if he indeed had the virus.
Still, what was I to do? I didn’t have another surgical mask for the day. Hopefully I wasn’t carrying COVID-19.
It makes me emotional to think about it now. It is sad that we have all been put in this position. Sad and angry.