Dr. Jessica Zitter

Maybe I Tried Too Hard To Save A Holocaust Survivor

Mrs. Zelnick’s lips were blue, her eyes glazed over, and her oxygen saturation at 70%. But her nails had been done earlier that week and were a lovely shade of crimson. Her hair, although slightly mussed from the pillows, had not lost its set. Even in her dazed state, she possessed dignity and grace. I…