Each day at work, I saw my loss repeat itself in devastating variations: a sick wife whose partner, but not parents, could visit her. An elderly father going into surgery by himself. Patients who would vanish into thin air like my grandmother. As their physician, I often had to explain to patients the policy I found so cruel… When the details surrounding a death are unknown, survivors’ bereavement is akin to ambiguous loss, much as when people go missing in a war. Covid-19 strips families of traditional steps toward healing, and with no-visitor policies, they are trapped in their own unresolved grief, waiting for answers that won’t come.
Dejected, I sat in the parking lot, unsure of my next move, until finally falling sleep. Early the next morning, I got a call from my grandmother’s nurse. My grandmother had just died.
Even after her death, I never saw her again. Due to new covid-19 protocols, almost a week passed before my family could perform her cremation. After that many days, the funeral director advised us, it was better not to look at the body. And so we didn’t.
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