For the past two weeks alone, we have been doing the tests for four times, everytime we have schedule outside to make sure everything is safe. Mild cough or slight fever that was once considered as nothing to worry about, now becomes a valid enough reason to do the test.
Until it was last Monday when he came home around 10.30 pm , after a long day of multiple nonstop surgeries, while I accompanied him having a late dinner, he made a remarkable yet (totally) understandable statement,
“You know what, it might sound so absurd, but I am so exhausted until I really hope I could get my turn to rest,”.
No one in the right mind would blurt out such scary request. No matter how huge the possibility we might catch it someday, to voluntarily request for it wasn’t a good thing to ask.
But, I totally understood why such thing came from his mouth. Unlike in London where shift schedule allowed for him to have proper break weekly, off days were available abundantly, no call outside working hours,
here, weekdays and weekend are all working hours. Be it at hospital or at home.
Leisure weekend is much rare commodity than cooking oil.
On Tuesday morning, as scary as it was, he got his wish granted.
Did the antigen self-swab at home since suddenly, (funnily), everyone showed symptoms. After two years of negative test results, that morning all three kits showed positive results.
It was weird feeling to describe. Slightly surprise in one side. Huge relief in another side. For those who exposed daily, we’ve been escaping it a lot for the past two years. So, looked at those three two stripes kits, it felt like there was a voice inside the head that says ‘finally’.
I wasn’t exactly being grateful, but, looking at such results that day wasn’t exactly what I thought it would be.
And also, a fulfilled wish is always scary. Even as simple as saying things without thinking.
So, always be really careful of what you wish for.
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