Dear Health workers
I recently lost my dad to Covid19. There are no words to describe the helplessness you feel when a loved one is rushed to hospital with no visitation from family and friends. However, I salute the men and women who so graciously took care of my dad during his last days.
Thank you for ensuring that he was comfortable, that he received all the messages we sent him and lastly for trying your very best to explain to us which treatment he was getting and the procedures being followed.
Be encouraged by the scripture from Galatians 6 vs 9: “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up”
Keep on keeping on. God is with you always !
xxxx