New Year’s Eve before 2020, everyone was hopeful that this was a special year. It was a year to have clear vision. Little did we know then that this was the year to have the worst pandemic in history. Society’s horrible greed was put on hold. 

The worldwide epidemic of this vicious disease, COVID-19, closed down our lives into lockdown and isolation, and the threat of death pervades the world. 

The masks hide who we are and thus further isolates us from others emotionally. Isolation has forced communication virtually through the technology. Technology inhibits touch, feel, and eye contact, almost how an autistic individual communicates. 

My work as a physician in palliative care and oncology as a pioneer years back in the 70’s and 80’s was all about touch and feel and comfort. I faced the horrors of the worst diseases then, cancer and AIDS, and never thought of the danger to me. I was passionate about caring, consoling, and giving comfort to my patients in whatever way I could. 

The health care workers of today have that altruistic trait. They are the brave ones who faced the danger to themselves in order to help others— a duty beyond their understanding.

I wish to honor them for their courage to save humanity and me. It is a story of the WE, not the ME.  I painted their portraits as I see them and wrote the narrative as “my heroes.” I asked them to express what they learned about life and what they learned about their own life force as a final question in a video. 

I thank those who offered themselves to me. I am ever grateful to these heroes who helped to save the world.      

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