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Imagine: you not giving a rat’s ass about the laws that has been put in place. No mask, no social distancing, going out as you please. You come into contact with a covid-19 positive person. They put you in an ambulance to take the test. Negative.
You go home. You see your family as per usual. Eat together. Play together. Sleep together. Then one day everyone except you gets sick. They go to the clinic cause of a sorethroat. Some have a mild fever. They bring your family to the hospital.
Everyone, including you go for the test. Yours is negative. Everyone else, positive. Your spouse. Your sick mom. Your bedridden dad. Your kids. Your baby. And that was the last time you saw them.
Everyday you wait to hear news about them. One day the hospital call and tell you that they’ll be transferring one of your family members to the ICU. Which one, you asked. Your baby.
You hold on to your phone, day in day out just to wait for a call. Then you receive a call.
“I’m sorry. He didn’t make it”
Who? My son? My father? My husband? Who?
“Your dad fought till his last breath. He told us to tell you that he loves you”
“I’m sorry. He didn’t make it”
Who? My son? My father? My husband? Who?
“Your dad fought till his last breath. He told us to tell you that he loves you”
You hang up. Broken. Devastated. Your dad who you’ve been caring for for the last 5 years is no more. Your phone rings. Another call from the hospital. You pick up
“She’s in critical condition. We just moved her to the ICU a few minutes ago but it’s getting worse for her. Just wanted to let you know. Your daughter. We’ll do everything we can”
No. You can’t lose your daughter. Your pride and joy. The smile you see when you wake up everyday. Her hugs and cuddles. You hug her pillow tight, smelling it, recalling all the times you had together. How did it all come to this? Where did it all go wrong?
Maybe if I had washed my hands more frequently. Maybe if I had used soap. Maybe if I had worn a mask. Maybe if I didn’t sneak out for a jog. Maybe if I hadn’t sneak out to meet my friends for dinner. Maybe if I had kept my 1m distance. Maybe. Maybe.
It was never about you. Never. It has always been about the people around you.
