‘I had no idea’ about the development of the Ebola virus

NEW YORK — The first time I ever saw the virus, I was in Liberia.

It was in early October, and I was driving to a hotel to meet with friends.

The room was full of the virus.

A man with an infectious disease worker’s face, and a pair of boots that were soaked with blood.

My friend had a baby on the bed next to me.

There were so many people, but there was a sense of quiet.

Then I looked at him and said, “This is crazy.”

It wasn’t crazy.

It was kind of cool.

That night, I knew something was wrong.

I had never seen anything like this before.

More than 6,000 people had died in Liberia by the time the World Health Organization (WHO) announced the virus had reached the country.

Since then, we have had outbreaks of Ebola in Guinea, Sierra Leone, Nigeria and Senegal, as well as in Mexico, the United States and Canada.

But this was different.

When I got there, it felt like a war zone.

It felt like an earthquake.

And it was the beginning of the end.

People were running out of hospitals, dying from dehydration, from malaria.

So many were going down, so many were in isolation.

They were hiding in dark rooms, with little windows, and the first thing they told me was, “They are sick, and we need to help them.”

They said, The only way we are going to help is by putting people in quarantine, by sending them to hospitals.

I thought, I’m not going to go to a hospital that isn’t supposed to have Ebola patients.

You just see the desperation, and then you just see a mass of people crying.

For weeks, I could not get out of bed.

All of a sudden, the virus came back, and this was when everything changed.

I was a mother.

I went from a job where I cared for my kids to a job that required me to work outside the home.

Every day, I saw this child in the hospital.

I saw her with her mother.

It’s hard to describe what it felt.

Everything was changing.

What did I know about the virus?

The virus came in through an infected mosquito bite, and that was the first time it hit me.

I knew there were a lot of people who were infected and not getting help.

It wasn’t until that time, when I saw the news that there was actually a case of Ebola, that I started thinking about the disease and how it had started.

Now, I am an Ebola survivor and a health care worker in the field.

In a few months, I will be a mother of four and a mother-of-four of five.

This was something I never thought I would ever be involved with.

On March 7, 2019, at the World Food Program in Atlanta, I met with my husband, a physician who worked in the area.

“I want to be able to see my daughter every day,” he said.

“I want her to be healthy.”

He and I shared some stories.

He told me about how his daughter’s family had been infected.

She was in her early 20s.

He had to go into labor at the hospital that day.

His daughter was diagnosed with Ebola.

We were able to bring her home, but I had to be at work that day and had to stay home because she was very sick.

Eventually, we were able send her home.

We gave her antibiotics, but she was still sick.

I could tell she was struggling.

Even then, I had no clue.

I just started asking questions.

As I was starting to get a sense, there were so few Ebola cases.

But I also realized that there were far too many cases.

Many people were getting sick in the community, in hospitals, in clinics, in homes.

After the outbreak ended, the CDC started a public awareness campaign called “The Journey to Zero,” to encourage people to report and prevent the spread of the disease.

Through the campaign, we learned that there are a lot more cases than we realized, and people were dying from Ebola.

We also learned that the epidemic has spread beyond the community and has hit other countries.

During the campaign’s first week, we saw a total of 4,000 cases.

And that was before the first case was reported in the United Kingdom.

How are you feeling?

I feel sick.

We just got home and my husband went to the hospital and he’s still sick from Ebola now.

Some of the nurses and doctors who are here at the facility say they feel really sick.

It makes them nervous, but they also realize that they are risking their lives every day. They