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My Encounter With COVID

I was the most finicky person for entire 2020. I did not get out of my house. Washed and sanitized everything multiple times before using. Missed out on my family functions, my dearest brother's wedding, meeting my own parents for a complete year because of COVID. But things started to look better around March and we as a family started living again (selectively); still with a lot of caution.

Few days ago, I developed a fever. I had an upset stomach since 4-5 days but that seemed to be because of some thing I ate. The only reason why I was so afraid of corona and never wanted to get it; was Yuvaan. I never wanted to not be able to see and hold him for half a month. But I had fever so I got quarantined and tested. Yuvi kept banging on my door from time to time. He kept crying his lungs out every now and then but I thought it's a matter of couple of days as I will soon test negative and life will be back to normal. Guess what; I tested positive. People are literally taking trips, going to political rallies, partying and here I get out of my house once with all the precautions and I test positive. I don't know whether to laugh or cry about it. Crying wont do any good so I guess we better laugh it off.

Initial quarantined days were tough on Yuvi. He cried for his mama every now and then but then he settled down gradually. On the contrary, few days in quarantine and I started to feel restless for not being able to see him. One night I thought I will just peep through the glass window to get a glimpse of him. I saw him running across the hall. I could not control tears at his sight. So, I decided to not look at him till my quarantine is over. Not sure what's tougher; to be sick or not to be able to hold him. 

Today is the ninth day of my home-quarantine. I feel much better. My symptoms have subsided. I have found various ways to keep myself occupied. I feel much more thankful than I used to feel; for having such a loving and supportive family. This experience has made me, my family, and my son stronger in more ways than we could imagine. Thankfully, my family members tested negative and are doing okay. Yuvi has made peace with mommy being locked out in a room. He understand that something is fishy. Sumit says that Y comes up to my door and then looks at grown ups for permission to open it. My poor little baby, I feel so bad for him but on the brighter side: Y now sleeps on his own, stays with his grandparents and papa all day long, and plays independently. Just few more days and then I hope that I will be able to hold him, squish him, cuddle him, and kiss him like good old days. My re-test is scheduled on Day-14.

COVID is cruel. I have experienced it first hand. It shook me. It shook a 29 year old with a fairly good immunity. Imagine what it can do to our elderlies and kids. Stay Safe. Stay at home. Let this wave pass. Our healthcare system is already over-burdened. This is not the time to act like idiots. This is the time to act most responsible. Take charge of your-self and your family's health. Also, if anybody in your family or in friend-circle test positive, do not keep bombarding them with advices. Let them consult and abide by a doctor. Do not scare them, they must be already very scared. Instead, motivate them, make them laugh, ensure that they have what all they need. Recovery starts at mind. Make sure that you help them in keeping their thoughts happy and healthy. This too shall pass. We shall overcome. 

Lastly, I hope to test negative soon. This was and will remain one of the most challenging experiences of my life and I would have never gotten through it without the support of my loved ones. I am beyond thankful for this life, my loving family, supporting friends, and caring relatives. It sure takes a village to recover from Cruel COVID and thank god, I have one.

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