At the exit of the “hot zone” at the Samaritan’s Purse Field Hospital in Central Park sits a bell. An old-fashioned cow bell. As patients were being discharged after days and sometimes weeks of battling COVID-19, they rang the bell. It was a scene of pure joy. A deathly sick man or woman was now free — free from coronavirus, free from illness, free from the restrictions of lying on a bed in a tent hospital, free to go home with their loved ones.
After working nearly three weeks of 12-hour night shifts in the ICU, I never heard the bell ring. I knew people in the wards were improving, but the patients in the ICU on ventilators were not leaving anytime soon. I also knew the dismal mortality rate for patients with COVID-19 requiring mechanical ventilation, but our team of doctors and nurses persevered.
Our team consisted of some of the most compassionate and competent ICU nurses I have ever known. All of them were battle-tested professionals with a long resume of domestic ICU and international disaster relief experiences. During their time in Central Park, some of them had been working 28 straight night shifts. There was only one way to describe the way they poured their hearts and lives into these severely ill patients: my nurse teammates had genuinely become like Christ in displaying His love.
Our patients comprised a wide variety of cultural and ethnic backgrounds. The majority of our patients spoke English, but the two most common first languages of the patients I treated were Spanish and Arabic.
“Juan” was a 65-year-old male without any previous medical issues. He came to us with COVID-19 pneumonia after a hospital in Queens started his treatment. Having only contracted Coronavirus several days prior, his illness had not yet peaked. Despite all our treatments, Juan worsened. He was transferred to the ICU and put on a ventilator. The separation was agonizing for his family. I talked with them each night and gave them updates. Unfortunately, Juan’s health continued to decline. He was requiring a gradually higher percentage of oxygen and increased amount of pressure to ventilate his stiffening lungs—both sure signs of COVID’s progression.
There came a point when I knew, Juan was going to die. We had done everything we could, including providing medicine, ventilatory support, and flipping him onto his belly (prone) to help distribute the oxygen better in his lungs.
Juan was a firm believer in Jesus. This was a new beginning, or really THE beginning for Juan. He didn’t get a chance to ring the bell, but I like to think there were bells ringing as Jesus welcomed him home to heaven. As an old hymn says…
Ring the bells of heaven! There is joy today,
For a soul, returning from the wild!
See the Father meets him out upon the way,
Welcoming His weary, wand’ring child.
We wish that Juan, like some of our other patients, was able to go home to his family. However, we also know that at times we are placed somewhere to show love and compassion to a patient and their family, knowing the outcome is not in our hands, but God’s.
To read more from Samaritan’s Purse visit..
Diary of a Night at our Central Park Hospital
Cover Photo credit of Samaritan’s Purse.
5 thoughts on “The Bell”
😭😭😭😭😭 thank you for all you are doing! Hallelujah! You are able to bring the real comfort, peace, and hope that Jesus offers to sooo many!
So glad you were there for Juan & others in their time of extreme aloneness & distress.
God bless and keep you well and safe as you give of yourselves in service to our Saviour
This is so beautiful and moving! The Lord used you and your team in powerful ways you will never know this side of Heaven! Well look forward to your update on your return to Kudjip!
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So glad you were able to help at Samaritan Purse hospital and also let us know what is happening in your lives. This is not where you expected to be when we heard you speak at Trinity Nazarene in Naperville, Il….but wonderful you were able to step in at a critical time. My husband and I are praying about you and your family being able to go back to PNG. Hope it can be soon. Love and Prayers, Herb and Carolyn Ireland. (We know Nathan Mason and I mentioned that to you when you were here…his dad pastored near our church in California)
Matt – you and your family are in our prayers daily. God’s blessings to you and thank you so much for doing the work our Lord has called you to do