I witnessed the value of touch and The destruction of isolation… I was walking down the hall and heard the panicked muffled screams of “help help! Someone help me!” I paused in the middle of the hallway trying figure out where these terrified screams were coming from. I stood steady (it is very hard to hear patients in these isolation rooms that have loud vacuum machines running in them). I was confident it was coming from further down the hall because I knew the patient in the room I was immediately in front of. I had taken care of her and did her admission when she arrived on our floor…