A Thankless Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving feels different this year. The once vibrant autumn leaves seem dulled, the days more cloudy, the pumpkin spice lattes less festive. Oh yeah, that's what burnout feels like. Approaching the two year mark into this pandemic, I'm not the same person I was before. 

I used to tell everyone that I loved people, that I was a people person. I used to easily find the good in everyone and cherish the little moments of humanity shared with my patients. I used to feel a sense of devotion and calling to sacrifice myself to try to fill the cracks of our broken healthcare system. I haven't seen that person in a while.

At the start of this pandemic, we as healthcare workers rolled up our sleeves, hugged our families, and threw ourselves head-first into the frightening unknown of this virus. I personally sacrificed my health and ended up hospitalized with COVID-19 during the first wave while trying to care for complete strangers. The patients who once thanked me for my service now roll their eyes when I ask them to put on their masks so I can examine them. Every nose out of a mask in the metro is like a punch in the face. Every maskless person on the bus is a kick to the gut. Every anti-vax person is a painful reminder of how I could have easily lost my life to this virus.

The conspiracy theories run rampant and we continue to see vaccine hesitancy brought about by false claims and poorly disseminated health information. I feel like science rejecters and myself live on completely different planes of existence, with a framework of reality so different from mine I can't even begin to understand their perspectives. When I examine their newborns in the nursery, I feel a sense of longing and a twinge of jealousy; they are so pure and innocent, not yet hurt by the world. People care about them, want to help them, want to love them. Their cries pierce my soul because instead of the joy of new life I see flashbacks to young mothers on ventilators barely pulling through.

So while I recognize my privilege in life and in this field, I also continue to live and breathe the collective trauma that many have now left behind. While I am thankful for the development of these life-saving vaccines, it is a thankless thanksgiving to have to watch so many die simply because they refuse to take it. 

Vaccination Passports: A triple threat protection of our rights and freedoms

We have all felt that glimmer of hope that this pandemic would soon be behind us. Be it due to vaccine developments or cases declining, some sense of normalcy felt within reach. That was, until the Delta variants began to take hold and cases began to skyrocket, signaling the onset of the 4th wave. Whispers of a vaccine passport have been going around for some time and now that cases have begun to rise again this option is being utilized as an additional safety measure.

 

What exactly is a vaccine passport? As defined by the Quebec government website on Aug 13th 2021 it is: "A free official document showing that the holder is protected against COVID-19... It will not show your personal information or information about your medical or vaccination history." The criteria for where it will be used may vary based on the number of baseline cases and new cases in the community, however, it will not be required for access to essential services like education. While there may be mixed feelings surrounding this passport, I would like to share why this is an important measure in protecting our rights and freedoms. 

 

Firstly, regardless of your personal opinion on what constitutes a violation of your rights and freedoms, this virus doesn't care. As humans who coexist together in society, it is inevitable that we will be in close proximity to each other. Be it at the supermarket, on sidewalks, in schools, etc., we all share communal spaces. We are currently dealing with a virus that is predominantly transmitted from person-to-person through droplets emitted via coughing, sneezing, talking, etc. These droplets can go pretty far but most land within six feet of the source. This is why the established safe social distance is to keep a minimum of six feet apart. Masks are another added barrier to trap some of these droplets at the source and prevent them from travelling to others. Put the masks and social distancing together, and you've significantly reduced the risk of viral transmission. These minor inconveniences of wearing a mask and sitting further apart allow all of us to mitigate some of the risk of infection thus helping to maintain our freedom to come and go as we please. The vaccine is simply another mechanism to mitigate risk while we go about activities of daily living.

 

None of these interventions in isolation are perfect, which is why combining them makes them that much more effective. Irrespective of your vaccination status it is still possible to transmit COVID-19 asymptomatically or pre-symptomatically. We've already seen this in hospital outbreaks among fully and partially vaccinated people. You may not show signs of infection yet or at all but be capable of infecting other people. This is why the "but I feel fine" or "I haven't seen anyone except two friends" are not valid excuses. You have no way of knowing who your contacts have seen, and if they may be asymptomatically transmitting the virus to you. This is supported by the fact that 35% of Canadians infected with COVID-19 came from a source that was unknown. 

 

The vaccine is proven to be safe and efficacious at reducing the transmission and severity of COVID-19 infections. By reducing the viral load, there are less viral particles present in the droplets coming out of peoples' noses and mouths. Here we have what I like to call the triple threat against spreading COVID-19: decrease the viral particles in droplets through vaccination, trap the droplets in the mask, and keep six feet apart so the remaining particles can't make it to others. It's simple yet effective.

 

I know one of the biggest worries by those who are vaccine hesitant is the safety of these vaccines. Let me share some statistics to reassure you on this. As per Health Canada data from December 2020 to July 2021, serious adverse events after vaccine administration occurred in 0.006% of all 49,022,551 doses administered - this represents an extremely small proportion of the vaccinated population. Inasmuch, 84.8% of hospitalizations and 82.1% of deaths were among the unvaccinated, compared to 7.0% and 7.8% of those partially vaccinated, and 0.8% and 1.3% of those fully vaccinated. But what about the long-term safety of these vaccines? Based on the decades of data we have on previous vaccines, the risk of any long-term consequences following vaccine administration is extremely unlikely. Most adverse events occur within six weeks of receiving the vaccine, and there are multiple ongoing monitoring processes in place to catch and quickly act on any alarming side-effects that may arise. We saw this at work when concerns emerged about blood clots with the Astra-Zeneca vaccine. It was quickly pulled from the market to be further studied and re-evaluated. 

 

So, to recap, we've shown that these vaccines are safe and our triple threat approach helps to decrease transmission and ultimately hospitalization/death from COVID-19. So what's next? This is where the vaccine passport comes into play; this is a way to promote the rights and freedoms of those who have embraced this triple threat approach. Since they have significantly reduced their risk of transmission/severe disease, they are now allowed to engage in MORE activities that were previously deemed unsafe. This is not a means of infringing on the rights of anti-vaxers but promoting the rights and freedoms of those who are fully vaccinated to engage in activities as they choose. At present, you have the right to choose to refuse vaccinations. However, like all choices we make in life, you have to accept the consequences. 

 

These public health measures follow the same reasoning as to why smoking is no longer allowed indoors and in many public spaces - to protect those around us. You cannot tell who is immunocompromised just by looking at them. That woman standing next to you on the metro might be pregnant and immunocompromised. The young gentleman passing you in the grocery store might have cancer and be on chemotherapy. Until we don't share the same air (which I don't foresee happening anytime soon) your actions (where you go, who you see) have a DIRECT EFFECT on the people around you. People need to use public transit to get to work because many cannot afford any other alternative. Not everyone can have the luxury of having their groceries delivered. People with multiple medical conditions may have no choice but to have frequent hospital visits for care and have to wait their turn for hours in the waiting room. Our triple threat approach is a means of protecting everyone, but especially the most vulnerable people who need it, which could be any one of us. Things happen, life changes, people get sick. You never know when it might happen to you. This passport is a tool aimed at balancing the safety for us all, while trying to restore a degree of freedom and quality of life that we've all lost since the onset of this pandemic. We owe it to each other to support and protect one another.

 

So be smart, be safe, do your research. Get the vaccine. You never know whose life you will save in the process.

 

 

 

 

References

Canada, Public Health Agency of. “COVID-19 Daily Epidemiology Update.” Canada.ca, 28 May 2021, health-infobase.canada.ca/covid-19/epidemiological-summary-covid-19-cases.html?stat=num&measure=total&map=pt#a2.

Canada, Public Health Agency of. “COVID-19 Vaccine Safety: Weekly Report on Side Effects Following IMMUNIZATION.” Canada.ca, 10 June 2021, health-infobase.canada.ca/covid-19/vaccine-safety/#safetyIssues.

Canada, Public Health Agency of. “Government of Canada.” Canada.ca, / Gouvernement Du Canada, 29 June 2021, www.canada.ca/en/public-health/services/diseases/2019-novel-coronavirus-infection/health-professionals/main-modes-transmission.html.

“Covid-19 Vaccination Passport.” Gouvernement Du Québec, www.quebec.ca/en/health/health-issues/a-z/2019-coronavirus/progress-of-the-covid-19-vaccination/covid-19-vaccination-passport.

“Key Things to Know about Covid-19 Vaccines.” Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/vaccines/keythingstoknow.html.

“Safety of Covid-19 Vaccines.” Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/vaccines/safety/safety-of-vaccines.html.

 

Food for Thought: How the fashion world is contributing to eating disoders

 *Trigger warning - discussion of eating disorders and suicidal ideation. The views expressed here are merely my own based on anecdotal experience. Please contact your local crisis line or health authorities if you are struggling with suicidal thoughts or eating disorders*

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Over a year into the pandemic, I finally had enough courage to venture out and buy new clothes. I know most of us have to some degree experienced the "COVID 15lbs" and I was no exception. No amount of regular exercise could counteract the stress, the long hours, and occasional lack of access to healthy foods with the curfew in effect for several months. I could not deny that I had gained a few pounds and that most of my pants had gotten uncomfortably tight. It was time to treat myself to an upgrade. 

I went to my local thrift store and realized that my pants size had changed...again. As I perused the racks filled with last year’s "out of season pants", the same waist/hip size on brand-name pants was labelled as extra-large instead of large. As I tried on item after item, nothing fit until I started trying the pants on in the “plus size” section. For the first time in my life, despite only being 10 lbs over the upper limit of a healthy BMI for my height, I was now forced to shop in the “plus size” section. I was now labelled a plus-sized woman and could no longer shop in many of the “trendy” mainstream stores because they didn’t carry their items in my size. I was shocked, angry, and immediately self conscious. 

Thinking back to my pediatric-centered rotations over the past few years, I’ve spoken to dozens of adolescent girls and boys with eating disorders. They’ve cried in my presence, stating that they were too fat, that their thighs were too big, and that they “weren’t doing a good enough job losing weight”. Despite the fact that their ribs protruded, their blood pressures were unstable, and menstruations/pubertal development had halted, many of these teens struggled with suicidal ideation over their inability to meet their “standards” for thinness.

The rates of eating disorders among adolescents were already high, and have soared significantly throughout the pandemic. Sadly, the wait times to get help are staggeringly long unless hospitalization is required. While this is not the case for everyone, many teens were able to tell me about an inciting event for their eating disorders; anything from not being able to fit into an outfit to a comment made from a physical education teacher like “you are too big to do chin ups”.

As a physician I cannot deny that being overweight or obese is a risk factor for a slew of medical conditions. Regular physical activity, a healthy diet, and good habits are important for feeling good, and living a happy and healthy life. However, we need to stop misconstruing what a healthy body looks like and stop shaming people for not fitting this unattainable and unhealthy standard. This is especially true for women. Ten years ago, I remember asking an employee for a specific dress in my size, only to be told “sorry, we don’t carry that in your size”. By only offering these lovely clothes to people of a certain size, companies are subtly telling us that we are less valuable and not deserving of feeling beautiful.

Stop making size zero the standard for health and beauty because it is not. All women are beautiful. All women can do physical activity (to one’s own limits, being mindful of any injuries). All women, and people for that matter, deserve to feel comfortable and beautiful in the clothes they wear. This means offering the same clothes to women of ALL SIZES and shaming no one for the number on their clothing tag.

Eventually I found a few articles of clothing in the "plus size section" that were comfortable and fit me nicely. As soon as I got home, I cut off the tags and threw them in the garbage. My body suffered the effects of being a healthcare worker during a global pandemic like no other and I don't need my pants to make me feel bad about it. 

When Nature is Nurture

One year into this pandemic, I have settled into a "new normal" that consists of isolation, disinfection routines, and takeout. As the third wave begins to rear it's ugly head, as it often does, life decided to throw yet another curve ball my way. Earlier this week I received upsetting news about a loved one that destroyed all illusions of happiness and peace. My heart heavy and my tears run dry, I yet again have to ask myself "okay, now what". Whenever I feel directionless with nowhere to turn, I always go back to nature. Nature teaches you how to live in the now, appreciate the fleeting beauty before you, and learn to let it go.  

The once winter wonderland farm-scape that I have called home for the last few weeks is now a muddy swampland of groggy trees and thawing weeds. The mud slurps around my boots as I meander aimlessly across the rain soaked ground. Like people, animals too find healing in nature. The ducks that live here suffered from PTSD after being attacked by a predator. For months they were afraid to go beyond the confines of their shelter. Yet by spending time outdoors and using the confident chickens as role models, they have gradually ventured further and further outside their comfort zone, and  have finally made their way to the nearby stream. The once threatening beyond is now their tiny oasis where they can be seen happily swimming and riding the currents like river rafts at a theme park. 

As I squelch onwards, the horses approach me with curiosity and fascination - well a little less fascination once it became evident that I didn't come bearing any food. Instead of normally going back to eating their hay, the larger of the two horses approached me - one ear cocked back as though to say "What's up human, you look glum?" Like the imaginative woman that I am (combined with my inner childhood desire to be able to talk to animals like Eliza in the wild Thornberry's), I believed in that in this moment this animal wanted to be there for me. So I began unloading all of my feelings about everything over the last year on this animal, and in some strange way he listened. This horse remained inches from my face for over half an hour just listening to me talk. I thought at one point he had lost interest since he stepped away, however after using the bathroom corner he had designated in his space,  he came back to keep listening.  His ears learned forward and slightly outward, his head lowered to be at eye level with mine, his eyes half open but fixated on me, and his body posture relaxed. No judgment, no boredom, just pure presence. It wasn't until I smiled and thanked him (after he allowed to remove some straw that had been caught in his eye brows) that he walked away. It was almost as if to say "This human is okay now, my job is done."

Oddly, it was one of the most therapeutic interactions I've had all week.  To just deeply connect with another animal and to have each other's presence somehow meant everything. Presence and connection are everything. So as this pandemic continues to rage on and life continues to be hard, trust in nature that it will be there for you whenever you need it. It will be there to show you beauty and help you practice letting it go. Whether it be letting go of dreams, a life you once knew, or fear of the unknown, there will always be beauty and happiness ahead. I promise, just be patient.