On Friday, January 7, 2022, I brought my Dad, George Francis Dayton, age 69, to the ER. He had contracted COVID and was struggling to breathe. I brought him to the hospital instead of the clinic for his monoclonal antibody appointment (per the clinic’s recommendation).
This was the worst decision of my life.
The hospital was very busy. After he checked in, I was told to leave. Instead, I waited outside the ER by the security desk, hoping for updates. Hours passed. No updates came and my Dad didn’t have a cell phone.