COVID19 DIARY
The one hour daily walk followed by
40mins of yoga has occupied a slot in my life like my favourite afternoon tea which I can't do without.
Every evening I brush these stories with subtle French spices (a la cannelle / le poivre) and dunk them in Duglere sauce to entertain Bee, my hubby, while he's nursing his drink. He loves my anecdotes!!!
On the 5th October, after my customary walk, I had a shower and remained quiet. "Did a black cat cross your path? Why so glum? " hubby asked
“Becoming old, feeling tired.", I said. With a poker face, Bee decided to open a Black Label to celebrate not my health but my "glumness and dullness." and the electrifying excitement of possessing me 100%. That night, he gave me an extra "baiser" with loving certainty....
6th Oct: Next day, it was
a repeat performance. I not only complained of tiredness but also joint pains.
Change of weather maybe....the nip in the air has struck my "fragile
wife." He poured a drink for himself and gave me a stiff brandy....the
answer to all maladies, he said...
He swung into action like a commander on the battlefield and after shooting the necessary phone calls we got ourselves tested at 11am at the NHM Centre in Dispur, Guwahati. Within half an hour ,the doctor looking like a being from outer space (with his PPE et el) handed me my report card reminding me of my childhood days in school....FAILED...ARUNDHATI KAKATI (that’s my name): POSITIVE.
I couldn't take it....my head spun like
those sharp edged speeding asteroids before hitting earth. I passed away for a
few minutes and on opening my black eyes ( I always wanted light brown
eyes) found cold water running down my neck like a dried up water stream
Blood pressure checked, temperature etc....parameters were ok. We were given an
oxymetre, 6 different medicines and got a ct scan done. At 4pm...Lungs
were 95% clear, a little ground glassing. Whatever that means, it didn’t
sound too bad.
Once the news was out on the family groups the Rafael bombardment from the children, their spouses, and their friends started on what is right and wrong, one knowing more than the other.
I was treated like a kid; son wanted to fly down and take control. I definitely don't want him around cause I'll become the most indulged prisoner going to seed. Granddaughter wrote a letter that made me misty eyed. Sister advising, directing do's and don’ts, brother offering cash.......And not to forget in-laws, friends and the administration...A salute to them!!!We were amazed and thankful...That's when I decided not to take calls for 2 weeks
Today cough persists, lethargic, slight
body pain.....
Our house has been stamped and
posted, reminding me of the Jewish badge of the Nazi era.
Today I had my last tippler for 2
weeks not with Bee but in the august virtual company of Trump and Boris who discussed
the DNA in our bodies that could trample Eleven Ping's corona/crown of
club-shaped spikes once and for all....That's life.
Today was a tad worse than the 2 previous
days. . Cough had disappeared but fever ranged
99 to 102. My taste buds were jaded and I needed the extra pinch of salt
which was not good for my blood pressure. To add sparkle to my food I munched
on green chillies. Six medicines were making me drowsy and I could barely lift
myself.
But fighting all odds I did my
stretch exercises which put me on an even mental plane. Words of encouragement
from friends and relatives kept me going.....My appetite was down .Couldn’t concentrate....slept most of the time but I decided to fight the
Chinese demon by putting on music and dance walk...and scream "I can overcome”.
The telephonic counselling sessions by the governm
10th Oct
I am sad, seething and baying for his
blood, eagerly waiting my turn at the Totem Pole.
12th Oct
All my symptoms (fever, cough etc)
have done the vanishing act BUT.......and let me tell you Frenemy Covid19
has a bundle of IFs and BUTs hidden in his crown of club-shaped spikes ....BUT
....I had Diarrhoea.
My beloved Bee, after using 8 ingredients,
soiling an equal number of utensils and leaving the kitchen pretty messed up
I'm sure, dished up a Brazilian Fish stew-- MOQUECA....which my rice-potato constitution couldn't stomach. I made as many trips to the BIG THRONE as I had
bottles of ORS.
I am not the daughter of the Senior
Dennis the Menace (u know who) to blame the Chinese for robbing my sleep
or for my diarrhoea. There's a lot of good we can learn from them
Chinamen. Discipline for one....
13th Oct
I must state
that the Counselling Wing of the National Health Mission (NHM) is doing a
commendable job in Assam (India). They have rung me thrice enquiring after my health
and making relevant suggestions. The NHM makes 7 calls in 15 days to every C
patient PROVIDED you have tested in one of their centres NOT in a private
facility. Medicines and oxymetre on the house. You may not like the tone,
tenor, diction of the caller. In that case, put down the phone politely. I plan to join as a
volunteer on recovery.
Over the years I have always looked
at the positive side of the Govt., no matter which political party has
straddled the horse and have emerged satisfied and happier.
And so were Nelson and Chopin...among others.
15thOct
For most sicknesses, the patient is
kept on the loop. You are consulted. You are on the driver's seat. But not in
Covid19 because nobody really knows what new feature will emerge tomorrow. It
mutates.....scary????
Drink warm water. Avoid red meats and
coffee.
When Covid strikes, don’t try to be a
half doctor (Google based) Follow doctors instructions, someone you have utmost
trust. I know 5 doctors I have full faith in them.
Having said this, it’s every
individual unto himself. You are unique. A cheerful disposition helps.
Bee is doing what he's best at.....cooking fish tenga with an extra twist of lemon. (He's still talking to me through the crack on the door......its okay....I understand...).... And then I fall asleep and dream of gorgeous things.
16th Oct
So when all the good, healthy and
angelic shut themselves inside their warm homes , we, the Covid- sick
very cautiously sneak out for fresh air....the naughty infected night owls and
nobody complains !!
Except Bee who still wears his
"Negative Covid" badge more proudly than all the medals that he had
been awarded during his service.
When I do my lung exercises I do get
an occasional cough if I hold my breath for too long .I have to go slow on
that.
My next test will be on the 17th day.
I hope the world is well (well meaning VERY WELL) double dosed vaccinated, insured with mediclaim, or covered by the Govt or Corporate.....Death doesn't come cheap these days!!!!!!! I don't want to sound morbid. I'm being practical... Stay safe, stay healthy.