This time yesterday, I'd just finished my last call at my private ambulance company in New York City, a normal hospital to nursing home discharge. This time yesterday, I was sitting in the courtyard of the nursing home, playing dominoes with two elderly Latino men and my very Jamaican partner. This time yesterday, I was plotting with the one old man who spoke no English so we could defeat the other two at the table.
And not long after this yesterday, I sat in my car across the street from our ambulance base, crying.
I miss you guys.