Not being heard or believed.

I hate not being believed. That's happened a lot recently. But the pain of this one has been offset by a pain that came before. I want to take us back to COVID times. One of the darkest times in my life. When COVID was tearing through this country. Early on in the process I was pulled up from working in long term care and hospice to help run an emergency unit for COVID patients. These patients were residents of the Washington State Veterans Home. The unit was dealing with an outbreak. We had to stand up and isolate a unit and pull staff from all over the hospital to help provide care for these veterans and spouses. I was working in the Community Living Center as a nurse's aid. That portion of the VA was a two wing unit that was a rehab and hospice center. We had to clear all of those patients out and move them into other portions of the hospital to make our COVID unit. During my time on that unit I helped nurses from primary care navigate the EHR they'd never use...