Renewed

It was Sunday, February 6, 2022. I stepped out of the elevator onto the Descovick 2 wing of Morristown Medical Center. As I walked toward the COVID ICU, I glanced at my phone and paused to take a screenshot. It was 11:17 AM. I knew that time was a message from Spirit.

You see, just 27 days earlier, on January 10, I had dropped my 35-year-old fiancé, Patrick, at the emergency room doors of this very hospital. He needed an oxygen treatment after testing positive for COVID on January 2. His lung congestion had worsened, and he decided it was best to seek help, promising me that he wouldn’t stay.