If my bf got ebola and turned positive in the apartment that contained all or most of my worldly goods, subsequently carried off to the incinerator...he’d better hope the virus killed him. The docs would at least give him morphine for the pain. I’d make him suffer...
It was reported that the doctor was sluggish with fever, nausea and gastrointestinal issues while riding subway to Brooklyn Wednesday evening. If he was sweaty from fever wouldn’t he possibly be shedding virus on every doorknob, handrail, money, let alone everything he touched at the bowling alley?
Yikes, but what could you possibly do to one with full blown ebola? Say that you hope they can recover so that you can REALLY put the fear of God in them?
Meanwhile, every patient in the USA but for Duncan has been a doctor or HCW, what does that say?