For me, what is so ruthless about Ebola in particular, is the way it forces victims to anticipate death, be ostracized and feared and remain void of human touch and personal connection. My test results came back negative for Ebola. I had never been happier to have Malaria.
While some accuse the media of fanning the flames of fear, it does seem reasonable for the press and others to be asking these larger questions of the social and economic impact of a potential epidemic, even if it is still fairly remote.
The aid response in the western Burmese state has been tricky since two bouts of communal violence between Rakhine Buddhists and the minority Rohingya Muslims in June and October 2012 resulted in more than 140,000 people -- mostly Rohingyas -- being forced to flee to camps.
As I watch the woman seizing in front of me though, I do not feel helplessness, but shame. In many ways, learning how to care for patients with Ebola means unlearning some of my most basic clinical instincts.