It would be harder in the winter when the infection rate is higher because cold temperatures decrease our immunity
By grace of Almighty it went off smoothly than I had anticipated. The hardest phase had already passed when I got the knowledge of being a victim. Notwithstanding its effects, I was calm and serene and I really am short of words to express my gratitude to Almighty. On the first night, I woke up after having slept only for a short period. Then for the rest of the night, it was restlessness and uneasiness. There was coughing, coupled with occasional bouts of fever, tightness of chest and intervals of breathlessness. I got up and prayed Fajar, had my breakfast then stretched myself out on the bed but couldn’t sleep. I felt exhausted, fatigued and mentally disturbed. As I could roughly make out, for the next 30 hours or so, it was an intense headache, like migraine. I got apprehensive about having contracted the infection, but somehow I consoled myself that it was a routine matter, a passing whim. I brushed aside the reality and carried on with the fear that lurked in my sub-conscious and remained confined to my room. When I got somewhat relieved, it occurred to me that it was a wiser course to get tested.
My fears were confirmed. I was Covid-19 positive.
I had been very careful all along, never showed any laxity right till its emergence. Even I urged others to be careful and to observe the safety measures. I used my social media handles as a campaign for awareness and observation of safety measures. But how long can one remain detached. When the necessities overweigh safety, we ignore the consequences. These are inevitable realities of life. I do not know anything where it happened, I can’t locate or pinpoint it, but the plain reality was that I had been infected. No denying the fact. They advised me to keep away the children but it is not easy to convince your kids to stay away and I am not harsh. I wondered what was the fun: they had all along stayed with me. When I displayed the worst symptoms, they were around. On preceding nights, they slept alongside me. Sending them away too was not an option; it would endanger others. They displayed exemplary patience and wouldn’t go out or didn’t demand things, eatables but played inside. They would talk to themselves: “It is good that we are not positive”. They seemed to have realized the responsibility, which otherwise I wouldn’t expect from them.
Being confined too is not a healthy choice. During one night my Blood Pressure (BP) flared up. I felt it. There was no expert at home to measure it with accuracy and confidently. Nobody in the home could drive, so we were perplexed. I usually keep all the important medicines at home. When, despite taking required medicines, my BP reading would not show any decline, I felt a sort of helplessness. I was not sure whether I should go to hospital or not or if there was a need to go, how could I go. Fortunately, I have a pious neighbour, a senior pharmacist, he was informed. Though it was risky but he was kind enough to come to my home, in proper protective dress. He confirmed my BP, gave me some medicines and stayed till there was an improvement. Then I realised, how hard it is to get over these things. There were times when there was some sort of fear and helplessness. One is not sure what to do. The infection is attached with such a sense of untouchability that you find yourself confined to yourself, helpless.
I wouldn’t hesitate to say that the matter is worse than we think. Who knows how many asymptomatic infected people are roaming around undetected? Many symptomatic people ignore it. They just go about freely. One can only wish that people may realize its real potential and not to under estimate it. It is not something to fiddle with. We are observing a steep increase in the Covid-19 cases and consequent deaths. But we do not take it as seriously as it deserves.
There seems to be no let up and vaccination too has not materialized yet, so uncertainty looms but people have left the matter to oblivion. The more risky situation which we are about to face is the approaching winter. Perhaps it would be harder in the winter when the infection rate is higher because cold temperatures decrease our immunity. During winter we usually keep our windows, doors, even the small silts closed and people like to stay in small rooms. That might further aggravate the situation.
We sincerely need to take some precautions. Some social meetings are inevitable and unavoidable but can’t we cut down upon unnecessary social gatherings? Can’t we maintain distances? Can’t we do away with ceremonies and make marriages simple? To state in practical terms, marriages apart, even the preliminaries are celebrated with much ado.
Based on my experience, I can say that apart from physical safety measures, we need to seek help from Almighty Allah, for whatever the safety measures are prescribed are either rendered impracticable under certain circumstances or do have loopholes. We should sincerely pray to Almighty to save us from this calamity. He only has the power to give us respite from this pandemic. When Allah wants to protect you, He has the power to save you, no matter what ails you and in what circumstances you might be.