Rachael Smart Thinking about my grandad. In hospital, aged 94, and he said: when you see my light start to go out, will you dance for me? So I did and I did it with commitment. And he said to the nurses, don't mind her, she's just my whole world and I've asked her to see me on my way.
A heartbreaking sign of the times: In isolation wards where patients die alone, craving the touch of their loved ones, nurses fill gloves with warm water to simulate that comfort. They call it the Hand of God.
Nissim Mannathukkaren @nmannathukkaren 'The hand of God' - nurses trying to comfort isolated patients in a Brazilian Covid isolation ward. Two disposable gloves tied, full of hot water, simulating impossible human contact. Salute to the front liners and a stark reminder of the grim situation our world is