Thursday, October 6, 2022 |
[Courtesy of World Central Kitchen] |
Three weeks ago, I underwent a small cardiac procedure at a hospital in Port Charlotte. Considering my (relatively) young age and the condition of my arrhythmic pitter-pattering heart, it wasn’t such a big deal. Still, when I left the hospital I was filled with immense gratitude for the nurses and physicians who cared for me that day. ”Send nurses flowers.” The hot pink Post-it sat stuck to my desk, a reminder to myself to say thanks to the hospital staff for their service. I figured it was the least I could do. Then, last Thursday, as updates on Hurricane Ian’s devastating path through southwest Florida trickled in, a viral video made its way into my feeds: The roof had blown off the hospital at HCA Florida Fawcett Hospital in Port Charlotte, directly across the street from the building where I underwent my operation. In the video, nurses and doctors are seen wading through water while emergency alarms sound in the background — news reports later said the hospital flooded both from the ground up and from above, forcing hospital staff to move critical care patients in the ICU, including those on ventilators, to safety on different floors. I watched that video several times, crying. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. And I couldn’t help thinking: Where were the nurses that had cared for me? What had happened to them during the storm? Flowers weren’t going to cut it anymore. Survivor’s guilt: It’s a term we’ve heard thrown around a lot over the last few days — something I know many of us in the Tampa Bay area are feeling right now. How did we get so lucky? Why them and not us? I lost my fence and a solid internet connection. Other than that, my St. Petersburg bungalow escaped unscathed. It doesn’t seem right. Looking for a way to help, I signed up for a shift in Port Charlotte with World Central Kitchen, the international disaster relief organization spearheaded by chef José Andrés. Since its inception in 2010, the chef-led group has fed hundreds of thousands of people all over the world — people in need of a hot meal and the kindness of strangers in the wake of humanitarian, climate and community crises. My experience volunteering was eye-opening and humbling. There was so much need. There was so much gratitude. There was so much work to be done. The next few months are bound to be rough ones for our neighbors down south and they’ll need all the extra help they can get. I hope to volunteer and donate when I can, and I’d suggest others check out opportunities where they can do the same. One day, I’ll get around to sending those flowers. Right now, there are better ways to help. And another thing! I’m taking the next two weeks off and will be back here with more food news at the end of the month. In the meantime, my lovely editor Michelle Stark will be taking over. |
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