It Can’t Be Me!

Corona is not a myth! 

7th October, 2020

Doctor: Madam good morning, your results are in, for the blood count, your HB is very good, white blood cells in good condition, a bit of zinc deficiency. You have Covid-19, I’m sorry you tested POSITIVE!

Me: Really?! Hmmmm oh how sad. 😭

Doctor: Don’t worry you’ll be fine, I strongly believe you are in the recovery stages. [He gave all the medical advise and concluded with  “you have to isolate for 14days”.]

I sunk in my bed for few minutes and texted my lover; The results says I’m positive. I walked up to my mum in the kitchen and repeated same. Her reaction was priceless maybe because she is a retired “Principal Nursing Officer” a title she upholds so dearly. “You’ll be fine” she responded. 

I started wondering where I contracted it, was it the kiss?(Of course I kissed my lover), the salon I visited? The supermarket? The church member I lifted? The pre-burial service for my friend who lost her mum or the ATM? These were the places I remember visiting recently. I work from home so it can’t possibly be the office. The last time I passed by was a month ago. 

Reflections 

On the 30th of September, 2020 I woke up with a slight headache, took some pain killers and went about day normally, felt pretty weak and tired in the evening. I decided to take a malaria test the following day. Test results were negative, still went ahead to treat malaria with some antibiotics, October 2nd, very sick in my stomach, throwing up every 2 hours and laid in bed all day. 3rd, I was ok again, went about my normal duties and even went for a funeral, the tiredness started again, woke in the middle of the night and figured I had lost my sense of smell and taste, yes smell, I couldn’t smell my favorite perfume, I couldn’t smell any detergent (DETTOL)and my own SHIT(pardon my French).

Monday October 5, i placed a phone call to our HR and arrangements were made to take a Covid test. 

A week after my isolation, I got depressed, I cried all day and felt so sad and sorry for myself. I asked myself “is that why the Akans celebrate one week when someone dies?” I still can’t tell why I broke down, maybe i was now facing reality. Lonely thoughts followed by the what ifs? Will I get really sick? Was death that close? After all I’m not so strong as people think! *Arrrh

Appreciation

My mother, the best front-liner, you are awesome! 

To the fearless lover who visited the very day I got my results, listened to my cry on the phone and gave me all the words of encouragement, I truly appreciate you. 

The friends and family members both home and abroad, who called every day to check up on me, God bless you.

To my younger sister who feels I’m a stronger vessel thus still chose to ‘cry on my shoulder’ because bestie (HITLER) died. [No dog as loyal and sweet as Hitler but he stole my moment]. You are my headache but guess it’s the behavior of last borns huh! I love you. 

The doctors and nurses both from the private hospital and Covid unit, by the way, my name is on the Covid database of the Ghana government. I’m grateful.

The HR team of my organization- A+.

To my boss, I’m very grateful.

My next test is on the 19th of October. I am rest assured I’ll be negative, because I’ve close to 60% of my senses back. I’ve been one cautious person since the pandemic, drinking my vitamin C, alcohol spray all over, yet I contracted it. Covid-19 is real, don’t be deceived and people are walking around with it, not even knowing they have it. 

Be safe out there, remember to MASK 😷 UP always. Avoid crowded areas and if it’s not an important occasion, stay home! 

I’ve an appointment with a psychologist on Monday via ZOOM. I need my mental health checked because I’m paranoid of stepping out even to my gate.

For Corona Feelings by Anon

NB: We all at Corona Feelings join you in a virtual group hug. You’re loved and you will get better. We will send you a box of Green Tea.