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Eid Mubarak : you're positive for COVID 19

Hey all,
 
The thing with life is it's hardly ever monotonous. It gives you jerks if you think it's monotonous. 

This Bakrid , all I wanted to do is pray , go do my job of contributing to save lifes , come back home , have some tasty food and sleep. Well , this is what I've been doing for past 3 years. 

A day before Eid , I woke up all tired , with every part of my body hurting like it never did. I thought I had crossed my physical capacity and that could be the reason. I happened to check my temperature, Damn 100F . I thought to wait till next day , I didn't want to see the number 100 on the thermometer so I gulped paracetamol beforehand and headed to work. My friend asked me to go home and rest. But all I wanted to do is work, because I thought it would sound like an excuse I was making to get an off on Eid . Half way down the shift, I started having chills in the PPE ... I didn't dare to check the temperature, I quietly gulped another paracetamol and continued working. I reported the same to my consultants and they asked me to get couple of tests done. Next day , I was tested positive for COVID 19. 

Eid this year was not about hugging my family , it was about bidding them good bye.

Well , it was my Eid gift I'd like to say. I took it with a smile because all the good and the bad is from almighty. He has better plans. I thought to move out of my place because I thought isolating in a room would not be enough.

My parents didn't agree as any other desi parents, but after repeated counseling and overall safety concerns, they let me go.

Despite wearing PPEs , one loop in the personal security system is enough to get you infected. 

Next day , I packed my bags and moved out. Moved out to a place that was on outskirts of the city in care of my hospital. It was a breath of fresh air quite literally. This was the first time I was alone , away from home , trying to figure out life. 

I somehow had this intuition that this is definitely the silence before the storm. Almighty wants me to be ready for something. Something huge. 

I thought I would face it then and there. All I let my mind do is calm down. All I let my body do is heal in the lap of nature.

Deep inside I could sense a storm coming, I couldn't point out from where and how.

So far so much...

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  1. Emergency doctorAugust 15, 2020 at 10:57 PM

    Take care dear

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  2. Emergency doctorAugust 16, 2020 at 3:52 PM

    I think as a health care worker it was your moral duty to avoid going to work as you were already having fever and you could be a source of covid to your patients, colleagues and staff. Sometimes we have to step back for the safety of others.

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