After being admitted at Brook Army Medical Center, every morning for the first couple weeks I was greeted by a group of doctors in varied specialties who each had their own questions and tests. I was put in quarantine because they hadn't yet ruled out polio as a diagnosis. They had already ruled out west Nile virus, Lyme disease, stroke, and many other things. So, on top of being in the hospital a thousand miles from home, I was in isolation. The only thing that saved me during those weeks of quarantine was the two nurses who would put the protective gear on several times a day, not only to check my vitals, sometimes just to come in and talk, they’d share hospital gossip with me, I'm so thankful for them, they kept me hopeful in a very dark time.