Lost and Found in the Bronx
Before I could say another word, Mr. Smith cut me off. “I’m so happy you called. I’ve been so worried. I brought my wife to a hospital in Queens on Thursday night and I hadn’t heard from anyone since. But, wait—you’re telling me she’s in the Bronx now?” His tone seemed to shift from gratitude to anger as this fact sunk in. I looked at the date on the computer screen in front of me. It was Tuesday.
“Lost and Found in the Bronx” is the title of the Reflections essay in the June issue of AJN. Author Kristopher Jackson is an acute care NP at UCSF Medical Center in San Francisco and spent two weeks as a volunteer in the Bronx in New York City during the height of the pandemic. He centers his essay around his care of a frail, elderly woman on a COVID unit.
In an effort to determine whether she would want to be intubated or not, he reaches out to her husband, who apparently has been wondering if she is alive or […]



