Unmasking the faces of COVID: pages from a neurologist’s diary
“Please don’t go just yet. Promise you will come to see me again?” she asked, with a frail quiver in her voice.
“But of course, see you on my rounds tomorrow!” I replied, trying to sound cheery, as I turned to leave her negative pressure ICU room. I was doubtful if she would even remember my masked-gowned presence by the next day or even the next moment. For COVID with its …
