Besa Luzha separates the touching tale from the battle with Coronavirus: When you say, "You don't find me anything, think twice."

From the hospital and hopefully soon to recover, Besa Luzha has shared an emotional account of her condition and of her hospital.

Day 17 of the virus
Day 9 at Hospital “Cavid”
I have a beautiful and frightening view of my bed at the same time. The falling snow, the white and the air they need damaged lungs is the beautiful part. Scary, safe car street so they don't slip.

There's about 48 patients there, some easier, some heavy. Two more floors of this new sports medicine hospital that's served in Codvid hospital are full.
For 48 patients in our department, the team takes care of 5 nurses with a specialist who start pre-hour therapy at 0600 a.m.
Yeah, just 5, maximum 5.

How they do, they know. But laughter, kindness, interest, empathy, and determination and humor are there.
Other things you need to take care of a family patient, because the support staff doesn't have enough. A water, a tea to offer while you're connected to oxygen cones can only if someone takes care of you.
This sacrifice has been shared by Jora, Verona, and Nora taking care of us in three different departments. ( Thank you for your sacrifice and sleepless custody nights?

Medical team, fantastic. Senior, young doctors, safe in the now standardized anti-Condial protocol without seeing anything that might have been attacked by the virus to address.
Bourse equality, like Snow Bardity, space, light, new pulse monitor, oxygen, easy for self-impression. New comfort, a weaker one was originally, but they changed me to one better.
The first few days, I can't remember anything from the room. E I just remember telling myself, Bese, now the only thing you can do is tell your body and your body to fight, don't give up.
Yesterday and today, I'm seeing more things. Hard but unbeatable nurses' teams. Frustrated with the weak quality of materials, the caldrons, the systems that even a little bit of what they are, more work is working out.
Ah, buying, procurement, tender-this weak point of our system.
Everything else, therapy, is given here. Even Remdesiviviviviri and Favipiraviri from time to time and all the antibiotics that are being needed except the ampulses of Vitamin C. Piquet has shown me what they cost and why are they on the essential list?
There's food, three times. The taste is individual, but the patient is guaranteed the fruit.
I can't wait until now after the therapy, morning 1 boiled widow, 2 right-hands, and 1 cup of milk.
I'm getting better, I'm thinking about the bread. Thank you from the White Heart, Life, Fatos, Arta, for the very important enrichment of the food menu, for everyone in the family patients?
We're comparing the various treatment experiences in two different clinics where we're both located, through messages.
When we get out, we're both going to be even stronger and together with his parents, now almost healed, and with Jon who's been through this experience, we'll celebrate our victory in this battle.
Last night we got a little worried, one place in our department was released. An elderly man failed to win the battle. I pray for his soul.
Pray for us, too. Please, too.
I pray for the whole of Kosovo, let's get through this wave and less consequences.
Snow is continuing to fall without stopping, even at the rate of the machine, monitors are creating harmony.
Have a good morning and a good day for all of you friends. Messages, calls, interest, your care during these days has greatly strengthened me.
When you put your mask on, think.
When you want to gather, think.
When you say, you don't find me anything, think twice.
Careful, careful, careful.