I hope I can complete this write up to document my personal COVID19 story. For now, I will park the photos here so that I may remember.
August 29, 2021. When my brother Jason suddenly reported high grade fever, cough, colds, body malaise and sorethroat, my gut feeling told me "this is it, COVID-19!" and when we explained to my niece MaJian that her daddy got the virus, it was heart-wrenching to hear her whispered prayer "I hope my daddy survives the virus. I don't want him to die..."
Monday morning was a holiday, and we were supposed to get my brother swabbed, but with O2 sats as low as 90% and co-morbidities like obesity, hypertension, pre-diabetes and possible obstructive sleep apnea, we opted to have him admitted straight away instead for close monitoring and for medications. His results came out RTPCR positive on August 31, 2021.
Knowing I had multiple exposures with a number of colleagues at work testing positive and my brother Jason also testing positive, I self-quarantined and got myself swabbed. We evacuated our room at the hospital and stayed at home.
I cannot describe the suspense waiting for my RTPCR results, but since I too started to develop ILI symptoms of fever, chills, cough, sorethroat, muscle and joint pains, I was hardly surprised when the results turned out RTPCR positive. Gil, our driver also developed symptoms, but his O2 sats went down as low as 75%. He was asthmatic too, so he was also advised hospital admission.
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